I couldn't signal to Tyler and the others because Nico and I were still in the vents. It would be difficult to do anything from here, and we needed to get out. But how? Go back the way we came?

Nico was tapping on my leg. He wanted to see. I scooted backward, trying to get out of his way so he could.

What I wasn't expecting was for Nico to take aim through the slats of the vent. I wasn't sure there was even enough room for a bullet to pass between the slats, much ...