Chapter Twenty-Six
Once again, I’d thrown myself into the middle of a battle that wasn’t mine, and for reasons I didn’t understand. Now I was outnumbered, outgunned and out of luck.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
What the hell is wrong with me?
I’ve been legitimately scared for my life on three different occasions during my career, instances where I knew that I was going to meet my Maker within the next handful of seconds. I marked a fourth such moment as I stood twenty feet from Rey, Walker, and the armed goons behind them. I tried my best to calculate a way out of this. I could shoot Walker in the knee and duck as he went to the ground, using him as a distraction. That might buy me enough time to get another two shots off and scramble to the doorway but after that, it would be anyone’s gues
