Chapter Twenty-Six
The vortex ring grenade knocked the wind from Sophia and sent her tumbling through the bank aisle, through the rope and metal poles, and into the wall beneath the teller windows. She wasn’t sure how long she was out, seconds or minutes, but when she came to, Big Dog was advancing to the front of the store, the glass before him blown out and offering him barely a corner to shoot from.
Her body screamed pain at every inch. She gasped for air, felt it burn into her lungs. She tried to move her arms. She’d been hit by the shocktrooper’s vortex ring grenade. He was here.
‘Benito!’ she yelled. Her voice rasped, hopefully loud enough—it was hard to tell over the ringing in her ears. ‘Hit the button!’
She rolled on her side, away from the wall. Her arms flopped with her. She
