The gunshot echoed through the warehouse, freezing everyone in place for one terrible moment. Harry's ears rang as he waited for pain to explode somewhere in his body. Nothing came.

Instead, Marcus howled and clutched his shoulder, blood seeping between his fingers. The gun clattered to the floor as he stumbled backward, releasing Mia.

"Move!" a familiar voice shouted from above.

Harry looked up to see Olivia rappelling down from a hole in the roof, clad in black tactical gear. Four ...