Chapter 18 The Drop

• Grace dashed into the freight elevator shaft as mayhem exploded behind her. Derek was shouting commands, his associates were hurrying to intercept, and somewhere amid the commotion, she heard the distinct sound of firearms drawn.
• The slightly open elevator doors loomed ahead, her lone chance of survival in a structure built to be a tomb. Derek's warning of cut wires and flooded basements lingered in her mind, but staying meant certain death, but jumping meant possible death, and possibility was far better than certain.
• She dove through the elevator doors just as bullets sounded out behind her, deafening the concrete area.