A shadow appeared between the jambs. He tensed, but then Sparkle materialized in the opening. “It’s safe. Come on out.” she stretched out a hand to him, palm up.
His gaze locked onto that soft, capable hand. Josh shoved away from the wall and lunged for it. The moment their palms touched, she curled her fingers around his and pulled him outside.
Blinking in the glare, he instinctively shielded his eyes with one hand as he followed Sparkle at an unsteady jog. A wall of men appeared in front of them. Black uniforms, blue ones, military fatigues. They descended upon him and Sparkle, surrounding them, everyone shouting at once.
Someone grabbed him around the waist and ripped him from Sparkle’s hold. She wore a police uniform, but that meant s**t to him right now. He twisted and kicked out,
