"If you move, someone dies," Ethan growled in my ear, his arm locking across my ribs with enough force to knock the breath straight out of my chest.
Before I could drag air back into my lungs, the floor dropped six inches under a heavy pneumatic hiss. Metallic thuds echoed through the air as reinforced glass panels shot up from the floorboards, sliding instantly into ceiling tracks with absolute precision. Bulletproof walls surged around us, cutting off our breach team in the outer hallway and sealing Ethan and me inside a twelve-foot square glass cube.
"Get off me!" I yelled, driving my elbow back into his ribs.
He didn't flinch. His grip tightened, pinning my arms to my sides as pressurized nozzles overhead began to hum. The sound vibrated against my teeth, sending a shot of pure adre
