The wind slammed into Dan’s face so hard his eyes watered. His body shook uncontrollably, his screams tearing through the chaos, bullets whizzing past, rotor blades fading into the distance.
“Aaaaaaaah! We’re dead! We’re dying! Oh God, we’re falling!” Dan shrieked until his voice cracked, arms locked around the woman so tight he was practically choking her.
“Can you shut up for one damn second?!” she snapped, her voice nearly swallowed by the wind. “If you keep thrashing like that, we really will die!”
“I can’t! I can’t stop! We jumped out of a helicopter, did you get that?!” Dan shook his head violently, his face pale as death. “I’m not a soldier! I’m not a skydiver! I’m just—oh hell—I’m just a handsome guy!”
She grabbed his collar, yanking his face close to her mask. “Look at me!” sh
