“What is the meaning of this?” asked Tucker, regaining his composure (having hurriedly ducked behind the counter). “I didn’t give the order to evacuate. Halverson, I want those men taken down from there. Now.”
“There’s no time for this!” shouted Tess, still kneeling over Johnny. “He needs medical attention—and I mean now. It didn’t penetrate his chest or abdominal cavity, thank god,” She glanced at Halverson accusatorily, “But he’s bleeding internally and needs a hospital. If there’s a chance—”
“That there’s one in Mexico? There isn’t,” said Tucker, dismissing the possibility. “That I can promise you. Raw sewage in gutters, maybe. But not a—”
And there was a gunshot—c***k, like that—which made everyone jump (and caused Rory to lurch forward in the gunner’s hatch, his shoulder bleeding),
