Kim:
Kim held onto Kit’s hand tightly as he got them out of the warehouse.
Outside there were several cars waiting; men stood on alert in black suits, guns drawn, ready to attack at any given moment. They were all his men. If P’First had thought that he’d come without backup, then he had been gravely mistaken.
But Kim hadn't wanted the situation to reach a bloodbath. So he had taken only a few with him inside the warehouse…a decision he was now regretting as he saw Kit turn back to look at his friend several times, until the doors to the warehouse were shut on his face.
“P’Kim…” Kit’s hand tightened on his, his head still turned towards the house still. “Ben…”
“Will our friend be alright?” Earth came forward to ask Kim, even though he was scared himself after watching all the bloodshed. “He’s not going to…P’First won’t…”
Earth tried to say the words but he wasn’t able to continue. He just couldn’t get the words past his throat.
