Chapter 7 - The Desperate Escape
My mother grabbed my arm and pulled me down behind a row of massive server racks.
We crawled silently across the cold concrete floor as the armed men spread out to search.
I clutched the encrypted flash drive tightly against my chest, knowing it was our only shield.
My former boss yelled that there was no way out and promised not to hurt us if we surrendered.
I knew he was lying, because people with silenced weapons do not leave living witnesses.
Elena pulled a small remote control from her purse and pressed a single button.
The warehouse's automated fire suppression system instantly roared to life.
Thick, blinding white smoke poured from the ceiling vents, quickly filling the entire room.
The armed men coughed violently and cursed as their visibility dropped to absolute zero.
We used the chaotic distraction to sprint toward the rear loading dock doors.
I hit the emergency release bar, and we tumbled out into the wet, muddy alleyway.
We scrambled into my mother's car and she slammed her foot on the gas pedal.
Tires squealed as we wildly drifted onto the main highway, leaving the warehouse far behind.
I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking we had finally outsmarted them.
Then my cell phone vibrated violently in my pocket.
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It was a text message from Preston, containing a live video feed.
The video showed my younger sister, tied to a chair and crying hysterically in a dark room.
