Death to M i k a ! U nable to reach Cammy through her comm-link, Rainbow Mika continued onward down the hall she ’ d seen the blonde Brit race through. ‘ I never should have let her go alone, ’ Mika chastised herself as her heavily fleshed limbs churned madly as she ran. She knew that Cammy could handle herself in a dire situation, but when the woman hadn ’ t responded after two hours, it was a pause for alarm. A hundred different scenarios passed through her head as she approached the door at the end of the pathway. Her lover taken captive, tortured for the information she had on Guile ’ s planned storming of M. Bison ’ s complex, or with a bullet hole in her pretty head — none of them were good. None of them could match the grisly sight that awaited her when she burst through the door. It was an operating theater, like in the movies. The high ceilings were adorned with bright stage lights, leading her eyes past the Shandaloo soldiers with their cameras rolling, to the far si
