The cold night air hit Sarah like a wave as they exited the building. Jack’s arm was steady around her, anchoring her to reality amidst the chaos in her mind. Tyler barked orders to the team, ensuring their safe departure while keeping a sharp eye on their surroundings.
The SUV parked at the curb felt like a temporary sanctuary. Jack opened the door for Sarah, guiding her inside before sliding in next to her. Tyler took the front seat, still communicating with the remaining operatives via his earpiece.
Sarah leaned back, her head against the seat, her breaths uneven. Jack’s voice broke through her haze.
“Sarah,” he said, his tone a mix of concern and urgency. “I need you to talk to me. Are you hurt?”
“No,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Just... shaken.”
Jack reached out, hi
