Chloe pulled her knees to her chest, her bandaged hands trembling as she watched Reaper take cover by the door frame, laying down suppressive fire. She had risked everything to pull a stranger from the fire, and now, caught in a war she never asked for, these hardened outlaws were risking everything to pull her from the same flames.
The shootout raged on, a chaotic symphony of violence that Chloe could only feel in her bones—a brutal fight for survival in a world that had suddenly become much louder than silence.