WHY HE DIDN’T CALL out a warning to Nell Dewson’s husband and their two children, Grey didn’t know, perhaps it was because making his radio call to control while running had taken all the spare breath he had. He was less than a dozen feet from the front door when it shut, and closer still when he heard a high-pitched scream, the sort that could only have come from a young girl.
Without slowing his pace or thinking about what he was doing, Grey threw himself at the door. Thankfully, the door, while solid, was not strong enough to stop him, and his momentum proved sufficient to smash it open, though the impact did leave him feeling as though he had just shattered every bone in his shoulder. In addition to generating an enormous amount of pain, the impact slowed him down significantly and he
