Chapter Forty-Two
The hot blast wave slammed into the back of his vest and sent him flying. He crashed into the front of the MX 60, rolling off with a groan.
Jia rushed over to him, her eyes wide with worry. She knelt beside him, but Erik waved her off and stood. He’d lost the back of his vest, and fiery pain radiated from his back and arms, along with a dull ache in his chest. It wasn’t anything med patches wouldn’t fix. The reduced pain of his left arm made him favor it.
He stumbled toward the MX 60, motioning for Jia to get in on the other side. “Anne, Kant? You still alive?”
“Yes,” Anne hissed. “What the hell just happened?”
Erik dropped into the driver’s seat with a grunt and pulled a med patch from a pocket. “A distraction. Emma, get us in the air and go after the other cargo fl
