Fang POV
"Max" I whispered kissing her.
"Yes Fang?" She grinned.
"Could this be a trap" I turned and faced her.
She sighed "Fang, this could always be a trap, let's just enjoy this luxury hotel for a bit longer before we get attacked or captured."
Right, lets just enjoy it.
"Max? Fang?" Angel walked into the room "are you going to come to the meeting?"
"Yeah, we're coming" Max assured her. Angel gave us a suspicious look and walked out of the room.
"come on Max" I grabbed her hand and we walked downstairs.
We were still getting used to the hotel, it was mostly blown up but there were still a few rooms that were still in mid-condition and the navy knowing we could help them gave us the most exclusive rooms and it was odious the younger kids loved tearing up the penthouse suite. But by far it was the fanciest place we have ever been.
"You're late" the lady 'in charge' demanded.
"No" Max said "your instructions are just crap" yeah, none of us really like her.
There was just an explosion. People were screaming and someone fired a gun.
yes it was a short chapter but I'm running out of ideas. This story is on hold for a little while because I'm starting high school and I own 3 horses so I won't have time to update for a month or 2 but by Canadian thanksgiving you will have another update.