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“Both of you knock it off,” Caine yelled

“You touch me, I’ll kill you!” Drake shrieked at Jack

“I said shut up, both of you!” Caine bellowed He pushed both palms out, one ai backward Jack landed hard on his back Drake, lighter and without Jack’s superhuth, hit the wall and crumpled at its base

Caine caught a movement out of the corner of his eye and saw the backs of the two hostages as they bolted from the room

Caine twisted to aiht He heard footsteps pelting away “Get them!” he yelled

But Drake was slow getting up and Jack would be no help Drake’s two thugs stood stock still, paralyzed Caine realized that they were loyal to Drake, awaiting his orders and not Caine’s

He spun, raised his hands, lifted both the punks off the floor, and hurled thees

“Bring them back!” Caine bellowed

“Look out!” Diana cried

Gunfire erupted Insanely loud Caine heard bullets fly past his ear like buzzing dragonflies

Brittney!

Not dead Just playing dead and slowly, sloorking her way toward a gun she must have knoas stashed under the counter

She was still in a heap on the floor, unable to stand, unable even to sit up, lying on her side firing

Caine leaped aside as bullets flew

He slammed heavily into the table, rebounded, and fell to his knees He brought his palun moved faster