Mohinder watched Hiro disappear with a sense of dread. He understood-- Well no, that would be a terrible lie if he said he did, but he was trying not to be horrifically afraid of what it meant to be stuck here. He had to find Molly before that happened.
Mohinder vaulted over the hood of one of the cars he had flattened and heard the hammer of a gun pulled back. Old fashioned, that. Not like the more plastic-to-metal ratio of a glock. His chest tightened as he lifted his hands and turned, eyes staying lowered because he did not truly wish to see the gun that would contain the bullet to shoot him.
He was fast and he was strong, but he could not survive that.
"Time to come with us, professor," one of the clones said and Mohinder grimaced and nodded. He had to cooperate so he could find Molly before the the clones could do their work.
Each was strapped with enough explosive to do the job anyway.
Mohinder vaulted over the hood of one of the cars he had flattened and heard the hammer of a gun pulled back. Old fashioned, that. Not like the more plastic-to-metal ratio of a glock. His chest tightened as he lifted his hands and turned, eyes staying lowered because he did not truly wish to see the gun that would contain the bullet to shoot him.
He was fast and he was strong, but he could not survive that.
"Time to come with us, professor," one of the clones said and Mohinder grimaced and nodded. He had to cooperate so he could find Molly before the the clones could do their work.
Each was strapped with enough explosive to do the job anyway.