them pulled out a heavy-duty plasma cutter and aimed

one of the small pouches on her tactical be

e far wall near the ventilation grate. It popped with a sh

ed their suppressed rifles,

sprinted at the glass case, her laser pen already activated. She slashed i

und. His eyes locked onto t

nged forward, his massive body closin

sensed the rush of air behind her

er. The sheer force of the near-miss

d. Helen ducked under it, her body moving like water. She used his mome

He slammed her backward. Helen's spine hit t

nning her. Their bodies were crushed together in the

bric. Immediately, a sharp, distinct scent of crushed pine and raw mountain herbs spilled into the suffocating

med against his ribs. "Jane," he breath

ightened. His sen

up in a vicious, punishing strike, driv

was blinding. His grip on her collarb

osive flashbang from her vest, closed her eyes tig

in a blinding, s

n squeezed his eyes shut, tears of physiological pain leaking from the c

a handful

ed her knife downward, severing

n's vision, the vault was empty. The glas

ng. He looked down at his hand. His fingers were wrappe

inst his skin. "Lock down every block in a five-mile

he rooftops, the Lotus Box secured against her