The shot cracked through the air.
The bullet tore clean through the infected's head. For a second he stayed upright, like he didn't understand what had happened. Then the sniper's rifle slipped from his hands. His body tipped backward and disappeared over the edge of the rooftop.
A dull thud followed. He landed among the others we'd dropped.
Well. The others Lila had dropped.
She lowered the pistol, smoke curling from the barrel.
"We did it, my love!!!"
Before I could react, she wrapped her arms around me. Tight. This time she didn't give me space to step back. Not that I tried.
She cupped my face and kissed me.
It wasn't quick. It lingered. Like she needed it. Like she'd been starving for the very taste of me.
When she pulled back, her eyes were bright.
"We make a great team, don't we?"
Sure we did.
I looked past her.
The rooftop was soaked in red. Bodies sprawled near the vents and stairwell door. Below us, the street wasn't any better.
"Yeah," I said quietly.
