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THE VALKYRIE THRUST HER staff upward with a shout of triumph.
The spiral of wind hit the glass roof with incredible force, smashing the panels, sending a rain of glass down on those below. With a last reserve of energy, Morgan flipped her body and with both feet, sprang for cover as the first shards of glass fell. Blake had the sense to follow her, using his bound feet to push himself along the floor. They made it under the shelter of the tourist information booth before the glass exploded on the marble floor.
Several of the hostages crammed themselves under the overhang along with them. Morgan pulled one of the children tightly toward her, shielding the little girl’s head. Huge shards of glass fractured on the flagstones and the wind whipped the pieces like razors through the crowd a
