The office exploded into chaos.
The first masked man lunged toward me, but Ethan moved faster.
He grabbed the man's arm and slammed him into the wall with enough force to knock a framed painting to the floor.
Glass shattered across the wooden floor.
Marcus shoved me behind the heavy oak desk.
"Stay down!"
Another attacker rushed toward us.
Marcus caught a chair with both hands and swung it hard.
The chair crashed into the man's chest, sending him stumbling backward.
"What do they want?" I shouted.
"The file!" Hale answered.
"And you!"
The third man pulled out a small canister.
A cloud of thick gray smoke burst into the room.
Within seconds, I could barely see anything.
I started coughing.
"Ethan!"
"I'm here!"
I felt his hand grab mine through the smoke.
"Don't let go."
