Chapter 87
The clinic erupted in chaos thirty minutes after they arrived.
She was sitting in the waiting room, watching the doctor work on her father through a window. Adrian was on the phone coordinating with Viktor and Nadia about extraction plans.
Dmitri was cleaning his weapon. Reloading. Preparing for whatever came next.
And then the windows exploded.
Gunfire. From multiple directions. Professional. Coordinated.
"Get down!" Adrian threw himself over her as bullets tore through the small clinic.
The doctor dove away from her father, taking cover behind equipment. David lay exposed on the table, unconscious and vulnerable.
"Dad!" she screamed.
"Stay down!" Adrian was returning fire. "Viktor! Nadia! Where are you?"
"Pulling up now!" Viktor's voice over comms. "We've got company
