“Don’t do anything irrational!” Jared thundered, cocking his gun. “Drop the…”

His words were buried under the high-pitched wail of police sirens suddenly echoing from the outside, shattering the tense silence of the garage.

Kessler’s attention was diverted for a fraction of a second, his eyes darting toward the frosted window. 

In that split second of distraction, the sniper lying in wait pulled his trigger.

Kessler let out a yelp as the suppressed rifle round struck his ...