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She fires rapidly, hitting the hordes of men wearing badges. One tries to race the door, but it doesn’t budge, as though it’s been locked.
Another tries to dive out the broken window, but he stops, his body convulsing as he drops. Somehow they set up an electric field, making their station a prison.
“Shit,” Hadley hisses as Lana flips over a desk, landing on top of it as she fires and flips back over to duck behind another desk.
My heart is flipping worse than her agile body. Everything in me demands I go save her, but I’d never make it there in time. It’s killing me to have to watch her go at all of them alone.
“Oh damn,” Hadley says on a breath as I go to open the door, making it easier to hear everything going on outside us.
“What?” I ask, needing to stop myself from watching Lana tackle an entire army on her own.
“The town is on fire,” Hadley whispers, pointing to another monitor.
A screen flips again to show three unconscious deputies, along with three unconscious people lying on top of each other in the back hatch of a SUV far away from the fire line.
The fire looks to be moving toward the town, spreading around the maze-like structure in a perfect circle, as though an experienced fire burner is controlling the directionality of the flames.
“He knows how to burn shit. Now I’m really turned on,” Hadley whispers to herself as I move back behind her.
“They’ve been planning this for years, him longer than her probably,” I say as I force myself to look at Lana again.
She’s pinned against a corner, smiling as they fire at her in rapid succession. The bullets can’t reach her unless they get another angle, but they can keep her pinned there until they can finally shoot through the steel.
“She looks…happy?” Hadley says, swallowing hard.
It’s like she has a death wish, which would mean she might not have been wearing that mask to keep her identity safe from the world because she’s going to live in it.
“What if she only wore that mask because she didn’t want anyone linking her to me?” I ask on a pained breath.
Hadley’s breath catches, but I fight back the emotions, refusing to give up hope that Lana plans to live.
She flips back from the corner, spinning as she fires her guns simultaneously again. By some miracle, not a single bullet connects with her, but her aim is almost dead on as she puts a bullet in four heads before diving behind another desk.
She flips the desk, and she kicks it into a deputy, who falls down in front of her. Then she grabs him, jerking him up to his feet, and using him as a human shield for a brie
f second as she fires at two others.
She’s pushing them back. For some reason, she’s advancing, and they keep getting closer and closer to the basement door.
One finally rushes into the basement, and she drops her shield when a bullet goes through the man and cuts into her shoulder. I blow out a breath of relief when I see it’s nothing more than a graze. Jake even zooms in on it, as though he’s freaking out as much as I am.
He zooms back out as Lana fires over the top of the desk, keeping them corralled toward the back.
“Call in the national guard! Call in every-fucking body you have!” someone is shouting into the phone from outside the office we’re in.
The one who ducked into the basement comes running back out, his eyes wide and panicked as he shouts something to the others I can’t understand amidst the gunfire.
Something changes. They start advancing, risking their lives in the open instead of staying shielded as they fire on her hard.
She ducks, covering her head as one grabs a MK 47 and fires rapidly.
She slides toward the front, crawling, but suddenly her head throws back and her mouth opens for a scream as blood spatters from her leg.
“No!” I shout, racing out of the room, rushing toward the exit.
I’m shoved at the chest, the man guarding the door who has been eyeing me.
“You’re to stay put,” he growls.
