Page 118 of Scars of Fate

Then another.

Lucas changed position and fired again.

The attackers returned fire.

Bullets ripped through the transport.

Janice covered Samir’s head while the medic continued compressions.

I fired at the man closest to Lucas.

The pistol kicked hard.

The bullet struck his vest.

He stumbled but didn’t fall.

I fired again.

He dropped.

Lucas looked at me.

“Good shot.”

“Less talking.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

A grenade rolled through the open doors.

It stopped between us.

Lucas lunged.

I screamed his name.

Before he could reach it, a burst of gunfire tore through the attackers outside.

Not enemy fire.

Precise.

Controlled.

Familiar.

Hawk.

Lucas hooked the grenade with his boot and kicked it through the opening.

The explosion shook the transport.

Then Boone appeared in the doorway.

His face was streaked with blood.

His rifle smoked.