“Stay back,” Miri hissed, grabbing Zayne by the shoulder and pulling her away from the door. They were hiding in a meeting room with a long, glass table surrounded by leather chairs. The heavy blinds on the windows shut out any light that might have drifted in from the street; it was so dark that she could only see the other woman as a shadow, and only just.
Pressing her back against the wall, Zayne panted as she tried to collect herself. She wasn’t used to missions like this. Helana Shinak had utilized her primarily as a tech expert. Before this assignment, Zayne only had to worry about broken engines and finicky computer systems. Now, she had all of that and the potential for an ugly death by gunfire to boot.
Pulling her out of the way, Miri slid sideways along the wall. A c***k of lig
