Extremely grateful he hadn’t left her back there helpless in the room, she leaned against Deadblood for support as she blindly staggered from the room, huffing to catch her breath, and slowly gaining the balance to move along a bit more fluidly on her own. The shots fired served to bring her a bit more to her senses, and give her the adrenaline needed to push a bit harder, despite the pain in her head.

She struggled to keep up with Deadblood and not slow him down as they fled, her head spinning and beginning to throb. While it had been more than necessary it to overexert herself back there, she was going to be paying for it now, and hoped it hadn’t all been for nothing. If they couldn’t get out of here, what did it matter that she’d managed to kill a few of the cartel’s men? La Espina had gotten away, and doubtless had reinforcements on the way all ready. Unless she managed to keep it together enough to make it out of here, it would be for nothing.

She forced herself to pick up the pace, wincing as that sharp pain centered in her head, the inevitable price she paid for pushing it too hard. Deadblood had retrieved her stuff as well, so she had her sidearm to use now, so she wasn’t completely defenseless or anything. They tore down the hallway, looking for an exit, any way out of the place to try to make a break for the airfield. It was their only hope at this point, things were bad and they could only shoot and slice their way through so much.

They took a turn, and there, a little further down the hall was a door, one that looked like it might lead outside. The clamoring of more armed men coming was starting to grow louder down the hall from which they came, and that clinched it. Sheri gave it an experimental shove with her mind, despite the pain it brought. If it were locked no point in wasting the time with it, and if there was only more trouble on the other side she didn’t want to be standing there when it opened. It swung open, revealing the alley behind the hotel.

She didn’t even have to say anything to Deadblood, he seemed to think this was as good an escape as any, and she followed him out into the alley, heart pounding, knowing they were not out of the woods just yet, but things were starting to look up a bit. Down the alley, and towards the street they ran, and amazingly the cab that had brought them to the hotel remained parked only a few feet down from where they’d been dropped off, the driver dozing behind the wheel waiting for another fare.

She drew her pistol, but Deadblood was faster, grabbing the driver’s side door and flinging it open, and training the Desert Eagle on the driver. The driver was suddenly wide awake when confronted with the barrel of the weapon in his face, and without a single word slid out of the seat and was quickly backing away from the cab. Sheri climbed into the passenger seat, as Deadblood started the engine and put the rickety cab into gear, intent on returning to the airfield as fast as humanly possible.