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The sultry look he cast her way made her stumble “All the damn time, bébé, but h with it”

“That’s not what I meant, and you know it”

As she opened her hts blinked out She gasped and, without thinking, closed the distance between her and the s the space in front of her—a solid wall of taut muscle Behind theh the tunnel Enforceh the door

“Run” He yanked her forward as he matched his order with action

“I can’t see” Her nails dug into his hand as she struggled to keep up with him

“I can Hold on tight”

“How?” How could he see? It was pitch black It was i, and he was enhanced somehow

“No tiht now, run”

The ground was rough beneath her feet; the darkness, all-enco of their footsteps, filling the small space with noise that echoed and surrounded theof nal that the door was about to blow They were about to be trapped Underground In the dark With arents

Friday’s lungs burned fro for air Her heartbeat pounded loud in her ears Her thighin front of a co, not even the recommended thirty minutes a day She’d been too busy to fill her quota

There was a loud blast Metal crashed Voices shouted Footsteps pounded the dirt behind them

Striker suddenly stopped,her crash into his back “They’re in We won’t e hands clasped her shoulders “We need to fight Do you kno to use a gun?”

“Of course” She tried to ignore her roiling stomach She could do this She didn’t have a choice

“Take this” He pressed a gun into her hands It wasn’t one of the laser guns Enforcement used, but one that fired bullets They weren’t uncorateful for the darkness, as it meant Striker couldn’t see her tremble as she took it

“All I do is pull the trigger, right?”