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The lobby was dim except for daylight coming in through windows on either side of the door and the hard glow of emergency lights. Security officers in black tactical gear pressed their bodies up against the walls to stay out of the line of fire.
Every time a shot hit one of those windows, it bounced off with a loud thunk. Anna ventured a glance around the corner and saw that each pane now had at least half a dozen small, circular marks from the impact of multiple bullets. Even ballistic glass would give way eventually. She was just glad that the attackers didn't have high-impact rounds. That must have been the case, or they would have used them by now.
Armoured security officers had pressed themselves up against the walls on either side of the lobby, and each one of them had an assau
