The flash drive slipped, time slowed.
Diane’s eyes locked onto it as it fell, spinning once, twice and catching a flicker of light before disappearing into the darkness below.
“No!” she gasped, instinctively reaching for it.
But Calder’s grip on her wrist tightened like iron.
“Don’t,” he said sharply, yanking her back.
Pain shot up her arm as she stumbled into him, her balance breaking. Panic surged instantly.
“Let go of me!” she struggled, trying to twist free, but his hold didn’t budge.
Behind her, chaos erupted again.
“Get down!” someone shouted.
The distant wail of sirens grew louder, closer and cutting through the night with a sharp urgency that shifted the energy instantly.
“Police,” Kara muttered, her eyes darting toward the road. “We don’t have time for this.”
Damon, sti
