The gunshots still rang in Camila's head, even though the sounds were long gone. She clenched her jaw, biting her lips so hard that she tasted blood.

Emily wasn't moving. Perez was bleeding out. Her brain just... couldn't deal with what was in front of her. Everything felt numb.

But then, she had to move. She was free, kind of, just to get rid of the cuffs and the duct tape.

She started dragging herself. Her hands were still tied, the cuffs digging in, but she used her legs, pushing and ...