Chapter Thirty-Four
Praha 1
Sophia landed hard on the roof of the Marauder.
Underneath her, Damien hit the gas, shooting the armored vehicle across the cobblestoned road and slipping narrowly between two rows of parked cars. Somewhere behind them, that operative was giving chase.
‘Hold on,’ he said in her earpiece.
The Marauder took a hard turn. Sophia grabbed the machine gun, her legs slipping over the side of the vehicle. When it straightened out, she rolled forward and crawled to the turret. There was a porthole behind the weapon she could climb through.
From out of nowhere, the operative landed behind the turret. He flashed a smile at Sophia, and before she could get any closer, he aimed the machine gun’s cannon-sized barrel at her.
‘Brake!’ she yelled.
Damien slammed the pedal
