Chapter 19 The Breaking Point

• Gunfire erupted like a violent storm, the deafening echoes bouncing off the cold concrete of the parking garage. Emma barely had time to duck behind a parked sedan before bullets ricocheted around her, shattering glass and sending sparks flying. Her breath came in short, sharp bursts as adrenaline flooded her veins.
• Lucas yanked her down lower, shielding her with his body. "Stay close," he commanded, his voice steel.
• Jake, still sluggish from his earlier beating, gritted his teeth and pulled himself into a crouch behind a pillar. His split lip dripped crimson onto the floor, but his grip on the stolen handgun was steady. "We need to move. They’ll flank us."