Dust rains from the ceiling overhead. Glass is everywhere.
“Hannah.”
Her eyes finally lock onto mine.
There she is.
Barely.
“You stay with me,” I say firmly.
“You hear me?”
A tiny nod.
Good enough.
Russ ducks behind the far pillar while returning fire.
“We’re getting boxed in!”
Lucas checks the side windows sharply.
“Two moving east alley—!”
Gunshots crack instantly.
One body drops outside.
The second disappears behind a vehicle.
Gabriel moves fast toward the floor compartment, shoving notebooks into waterproof tactical bags.
“We are NOT leaving this here!”
Correct answer.
Very correct answer.
Mason reloads hard beside the doorway.
“We’ve got maybe sixty seconds before they breach!”
Hannah suddenly stiffens against me.
Completely still.
Oh no.
Her eyes lose focus.
“The basement,” she whispers.
I tighten my grip on her immediately.
“What?”
“The church has tunnels.”
