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telling her mommy that daddy had ‘cursed.’ The muted cries of Adam could be heard as well as Gracie frantically trying to comfort both of her children.
    His hands were already between the door of the lift and the side as it began to open. He pushed against the smooth metal, ignoring the sound of crunching as the gears inside were stripped as he shoved it out of the way. He rolled as laser fire filled the interior. His own laser pistol was in his hand as he came up and fired. A dark hole appeared through the center of the male’s forehead. The male jerked back in surprise before falling forward over the counter of the reception area.
    Krac turned as another male fired from down the long corridor. He suppressed the dark rage building in him when he heard the sound of a small explosion followed by a loud scream and the terrified cries of Violet and Adam. He focused on the male who had pulled back around the corner again.
    He stepped forward cautiously, waiting patiently for the male to reappear. He cursed when he saw a different male reappear holding a tall, slender female wearing a medical uniform in front of him.
    Two other men appeared behind him. One held the stiff body of Gracie. Her arms were empty and silent tears of grief dampened her cheeks. The splattering of dark blood stained her hands and the front of her shirt. Krac paused when one of the men jerked Violet’s head back by her curls and held his pistol against her temple. 
    “I wouldn’t come any closer,” the tall man holding Gracie said. “My friend here doesn’t like kids. You come any closer and he’ll kill her.”
    “Gracie?” Krac asked without taking his eyes off of the male holding Violet.
    “They shot Kordon,” she whispered. “He needs immediate medical attention. Please, let the healer help him. Please!” She begged the man holding her.
    “I’m afraid that letting him live is not part of the plan, princess,” Harden replied. “Let’s go. The window’s closing. Take the kid and kill the bitch.”
    “No!” Gracie cried out.
    “Mommy!” Violet screamed.
    Krac watched as Violet threw her head back, connecting with the nose of the large male holding her while her tiny feet kicked wildly to get free. Gracie and the healer reacted at the same time, turning on their captors. The healer brought her hand around, hitting her captor in the mouth while Gracie slammed her heel into the male holding her and jerked forward. She reached for Violet at the same time as Krac let out a shot from his pistol at the male who had been holding the healer.
    A loud roar sounded from the larger male as he grabbed the wounded man around the waist and threw him over his shoulder while pulling Violet’s struggling body up in his other arm. Krac ignored the stinging as multiple shots struck him in the chest, arm and leg as he continued firing at the three males. Gracie cried out as the healer wrapped her arms around her and pulled her away from the men.
    “NO!” Gracie screamed, fighting to break free as the men pushed through another door. “Violet! NO!”
    Krac ignored the burning from the numerous wounds on his body as he ran the rest of the way down the narrow corridor. His only thought was to get to Violet. He grabbed Gracie around her waist, turning as he did, and slammed his shoulder into the heavy metal door. He released Gracie and slammed into it again. The metal groaned under the force of the impact.
    “Take care of Kordon,” he growled through gritted teeth before slamming into the door again. “Now!”
    The healer nodded and stumbled up and into the other room where Kordon lay motionless on the floor. Blood pooled around his body. Krac ignored all of that as the door finally gave way. He stumbled before running for the open window.
    His eyes quickly scanned the area, but there was no sign of the transport the men had used to get away. His eyes lowered to the ground twenty-six floors below. Life below remained untouched by the violence