Chapter Twenty-FourRusso hunched over the balcony before dashing back into the room. Soldiers screamed while bullets raged, dogs barked, and voices bellowed orders. To Nathan, it sounded like nobody followed. Two grenades went off, but the battle never ceased.
Russo looked about the room as if searching for an answer on the walls. But nothing came, and he shivered. His mouth moved while he drove his mind through one possibility after another.
Nathan had seen that look many times. Fear. Desperation.
He had no doubt that if looked in a mirror, he would see much the same on his own face. Once more, he tried to move his trigger finger and his hand. Nothing. He tried to shift his leg. Still nothing.
A loud crash came from below followed by the tinkling of thousands of glass shards. The chan
