As Daniel surged forward, crashing into the closest shooter with a force that knocked the weapon from his grasp, the flat went crazy. The guy swayed, yelling as he attempted to get back on his feet, but Daniel was persistent and landed a round of blows that sent him down to the floor. Hope shot briefly in Emily's chest, then vanished as the second shooter aimed his handgun at Daniel.
"Stop!" Emily cried, her voice sharp as she hurried forward without thinking, but it was too late. Aiming, ready to fire, the shooter
Daniel froze, his body stiff as the rifle barrel aimed squarely at his chest. The world seems to freeze momentarily. Emily watched the situation develop and every muscle in her body screamed for her to intervene, but she was helpless. Her breath stopped. Her gaze flew betwee
