Boom.
The farmhouse shook like thunder made flesh.
Jack jerked awake, still bound. Lana screamed. Kyle flinched as boots pounded above.
Vesper burst down the stairs, wild-eyed, hair loose, coat streaked with dirt.
“They found us," she snapped. “How?!"
Jack smirked. “My father. Retired colonel. Hasn't lost his contacts."
She cursed under her breath, rushing to the table. Grabbed the scalpel.
“I need an exit plan," she muttered. “South window, maybe—"
Another explosion. Wood cracked. A voice shouted:
“Dr. Vex! This is your only warning! Come out with hands visible!"
Laser sights shimmered through the floorboards.
Vesper's hand trembled over Jack's throat. “If I go out, they'll shoot. If I stay—"
“They'll still shoot."
She turned the scalpel toward Lana.
Jack barked, “Don't touc
