Glass shattered. Bullets tore through the walls. The old estate groaned under the assault, centuries of stone and wood splintering like paper.

Eva dove for cover, clutching Sophia to her chest. The baby screamed,high, terrified. Alessandro was beside her in an instant, his body a shield, his gun barking return fire.

Mikael pressed a hand to his bleeding shoulder, his face carved from granite. "Basement! Now!"

Lyra grabbed the medical crib, wheels squealing as she shoved it toward the door. ...