MILO’S POV

What we learn, making our way back to the yacht, is that Bilbao, despite having fallen at the beginning of the invasion, is a hotbed of alien activity. We encounter three more groups on the way back, and I wish I had made more potassium chlorate and sugar bombs. Instead, we attack the small groups and pass by the larger ones. I count them in my head and make note of their positions. I’ll be back for them. This place is not theirs. It is mine. It belongs to my family. ...