“Run, S!”A gunshot hit the wall beside my head before Vic finished the order. Plaster scraped my cheek as I ran, lifting my torn skirt with one hand. My pursuers were close, their footsteps pounding through the service corridor.“S, take the next left!” Vic said through my earpiece. His voice stayed controlled, but I heard the strain beneath it. “I’m on my way.”“No! Find Eli.”Seconds before the shooting started, I had seen Eli’s arms pinned by two men as they dragged him through a restricted storage door. I followed when I should have stayed on surveillance. Inside, an open sculpture crate revealed pale-blue packets beneath a false stone base.I took three photographs before a guard spotted me. Now, my phone pressed against my ribs with the evidence still on it, and Eli was somewhere behind me. The next left ended at a metal service exit. I shoved through it and stopped. A man in an event-security jacket stood ten feet away, a pistol low against his thigh.He lunged toward me. I s
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