Chapter 13 - The Escape Tunnel
We burst into the underground parking garage just as the reinforced ceiling vents began pumping a thick, soporific chemical fog into the air.
“Gas!” Marcus coughed, pulling his tactical mask down over his face while holding Daniel tight against his chest.
“Into the armored Suburban, now!” I ordered, firing two more rounds back toward the service door to keep the advancing operatives pinned behind cover.
Maya yanked the passenger door open, hauling herself inside and tossing me a spare respirator mask before grabbing the steering wheel. I scrambled into the driver’s seat, slamming the transmission into reverse as bullets began to ping violently off the reinforced ballistic glass of the windshield.
“Hold on!” I roared, stomping the accelerator.
The heavy Suburban lurched backward, smashing through the safety gate of the underground exit ramp and launching out into the freezing autumn rain of the New York countryside.
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Behind us, the secure safehouse erupted in a controlled, secondary demolition blast—a scorched-earth protocol Marcus had triggered to ensure none of our encrypted files or operational equipment fell into the hands of the shadow agency.
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