Varia sat at her desk twirling her pen in her hand, leaning back with feet up and her black boots on the table. She stared up at the ceiling. She was thinking about the note again.[i] Trust my rage...[/i] Luckily the God had not revealed himself since she last saw him. And that was a good sign. 

"V. We got a hostage situation." Her chief came up behind her and she leaned her head back and puts her feet down. "Okay." She grabbed her gun and holstered it in her belt and made sure she had her badge in her jeans pocket. Adorning her black leather jacket she headed out of the station and to her car.

She arrived at a tall apartment building where terrorists were holding hostages inside. She could see broken windows and hear screams and gunshots. A SWAT team pulls up nearby and one of them hands her a bullet proof vest. They were going in...