Grace dropped to the ground as Marcus's team rushed forward, their flashlights cutting through the darkness. Damien raised his weapon, but before he could fire, a shot rang out from one of the security team.

Damien stumbled backward, clutching his shoulder, the gun clattering from his hand.

"Suspect down! Suspect down!" Marcus's voice came through the radio. "Grace, stay down!"

But Grace was already moving, scrambling away from Damien toward the perimeter where Marcus stood. Luna threw ...