Leo collapsed to his knees. "I don't know! I didn't stop! I didn't open it! I just rode!"
But when Leo climbed off the bike, he stumbled. He wasn't sweating; he was pale, his eyes wide with a frantic, unnatural energy. The commanding officer, a stern man named Sergeant Vane, approached the cargo container. stallionshit
"No resistance," Leo rasped, his voice a dry rattle. "Just speed. I... I had to make it." Leo collapsed to his knees