Page 111 of Silent Target

“Because they never waste power.”

A red laser appears on Falcon’s chest.

Then one on Cobra.

A third settles between Caleb’s shoulders.

The fourth finds me.

“Down!” Caleb shouts.

Gunfire erupts from both ends of the corridor.

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CALEB

Itackle Evie behind a reinforced support column.

Rounds tear through the space where we were standing.

Concrete fragments fill the air.

“Stay with me.”

“I wasn’t planning to leave.”

Even under fire, she answers back.

Good.

Fear freezes people.

Anger keeps Evie moving.

Rook fires twice.

Two rifles go silent.

“Shark, left corridor.”

“I’m on it.”

“Falcon, right.”

Falcon disappears through a maintenance doorway before Rook finishes the order.

Cobra drops behind an equipment cabinet and reaches for his pack.

Evie looks over. “Please tell me those aren’t explosives.”

“They’re small.”

“That isn’t reassuring.”

“They aren’t supposed to be.”

Rook points toward the ceiling. “No structural charges. We’re forty feet underground.”