Chapter Twenty-Seven
‘Everyone, fourth level, south!’ Sophia yelled.
‘Soldiers are on third,’ DC called out. ‘They’re right on us.’
‘Do I look like I give a s**t?’ Sophia hit the elevator button. ‘I’m taking the elevator. You all get to the underground parking lot on the north wing. Find Benito some wheels.’ She tossed Nasira her set of auto tryout keys. ‘Two vehicles. Check if anyone has sealed us in.’
‘You got it,’ Nasira said, a little uncertainly.
Sophia stepped into the elevator. ‘Come on,’ she said, hitting the button repeatedly.
The doors closed. She used the wasted seconds to check the chamber on her newly acquired UMP and attached grenade launcher. She’d taken a fresh magazine and a vector ring grenade from the shocktrooper in the bank. Freeman was now carrying Big Dog’s L22
