The first gunshot made me scream.
The second sent everyone running.
Damiano grabbed my arm and pulled me behind the concrete pillar before another bullet struck the wall where I’d been standing.
“Stay down!”
“I’m trying!”
Amelia was crouched beside me, her hands shaking.
Daniel was on my other side.
For a few seconds, all I could hear was shouting and gunfire.
Then Damiano appeared in front of us.
“Can you move?”
I nodded.
“Where?”
“Back exit.”
He pointed toward a narrow doorway behind the warehouse.
“Go. Now.”
“What about you?”
“I’m right behind you.”
I knew better than to argue.
Daniel helped Amelia up, and the four of us started moving.
We hadn’t taken more than a few steps when someone appeared at the end of the hallway.
Damiano immediately raised his gun.
The man
