"Down!" Jax shouted, and the platform erupted in gunfire before I'd even hit the boards.
Wood splintered above my head. Knox returned fire through the rail, muzzle flash lighting his face in quick white bursts. Ryder dragged Bear flat against the floor, his own body angled over the older man's, taking the position between him and the stairwell.
"They're not aiming to kill," Ryder shouted over the noise. "Look at the spread. They're pinning us."
He was right. The shots chewed through the rail and the roof supports, but none of them found flesh. Jezebel's voice rose again from below, sharp now, commanding.
"Robert! Hold your fire!"
The shooting stopped as fast as it started. In the sudden quiet my ears rang, a high thin whine underneath the sound of six idling engines.
A new voice answ
