-If you want your father alive, Worthington, - Betsy Braddock said holding a detonator, -better leave. And you too, Summers. - -We better go, Alex. - Warren whispered, flying out of the Worthington Industries building, taking Havok with him. -What will we do? - Alex asked his teammate once they were away from the building. -The Brotherhood paid for a bounty hunter, right? - Angel asked, leaning against a wall. -Right. - Summers nodded. -Then we will pay one too. - Warren shrugged. -I don't mind money. I can find someone who could punish Psylocke... In fact... That's what he does. -