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“Soon as it goes, Jack, drop to the floor,” Caine reiterated “So”

What? Shooting?

Jack lessened his effort

“Don’t slack off,” Drake warned “We’ll take care of whoever is on the other side”

Jack heard the sound of a gun being cocked And a low, h from Drake

He wedged his feet tight Onepush And drop

Suddenly he was scared Getting shot at was not part of the deal

He shoved hard All his ht

The door collapsed suddenly, but not the way Jack had expected It snapped at the top hinge and the deadbolt broke The door was still in the doorway, bent at an angle but held in place by one hinge Another push and it would swing in

The sound of the gun was shocking

Jack dropped to the floor He covered his head, covered his ears

He yelled, “Don’t kill me, don’t kill me!” but no one could possibly have heard because now the firing was co fro short bursts through the gaps BlamBlamBlam!

Drake was firing back in rapid-fire single rounds

Bullets pinged off the steel and ricocheted in the hallway

Drake yelled, Caine yelled, Jack yelled, and froe and fear