Ejecting a spent magazine, Anna grabbed a new one from her belt and slammed it into place. She fired several more shots into the plaza. “Captain Sinoka, I do believe it’s time for Phase Two.”
Cops surged out of the alleys on the west side of Blazer Avenue, a mass of bodies that charged across the street and slipped between the buildings on the other side. They converged on Welman Plaza, firing on the enemy.
Those Ragnosians who had gathered near the SlipGate pavilion were suddenly bombarded with gunfire. Anna watched as several people went down from well-placed bullets. They retreated to the fountain, staying low.
A few of them had the opposite idea.
Three men came charging toward Anna, carrying rifles.
She ducked out of sight, pressing her shoulder against the wall, holding her gun u
