Neo said that about that hippie and a bug, Lexi reacted as if a spider were crawling down her neck. She ripped the coat off and the wind took her breath away, but she didn’t give a shit. She crawled over the rocks and tossed the coat off the edge of the cliff, watching the sleeves billow out, carried like a kite toward the pounding surf.<br/><br/>“Fuck them,” she said, her teeth chattering now. She wrapped her arms around herself and said,<br/><br/>“do you think that will get them off our backs long enough to get off this rock?”<br/><br/>As they kept on the downward trek, but off the trail, Lexi heard a whooshing sound, looking up in time to see a red streak headed for the lighthouse. Seconds later, the entire structure went up in a wave of flame. Even from this distance, a boom and the shattering of glass were clear sounds that drew their attention.<br/><br/>All the attention of the fire power was directed at the building on top of the cliff, so she and Neo carefully picked their way down. Lexi was warm as long as they kept moving but when Neo would stop to caution her to fade back, she thought her nipples were going to cut through the fabric of her shirt.<br/><br/>“Whatever they are doing, they don’t want anyone to catch them or to investigate them. Do you think there is anyway that Mr. von Engels contacts will know anything about these people?” Lexi said, more for something to say than because it was truly intelligent thought. Mostly she was freezing and mostly she was so mad she could spit nails. That was her favorite jacket and those hocus pocus freekazoids had made her lose it. They had disturbed her quiet life. They had messed up a really fun job and she decided it was there fault that she and Neo were on the outs. Lexi was angry and she hoped Neo and his crew could come  up with a solution to take these bastards out.