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Оглавление“Grab the crystal. Let’s go!”
Annja was happy to see that Orta was already picking up the manuscript sheets and replacing them in their protective case. Grabbing her backpack, Annja quickly shoved her gear into it and pulled it on. Orta looked at her. “There are more of these men?”
“Yes.” Annja pulled the ear-throat mic into place and clipped the walkie-talkie to the ammo belt. A deep, controlled voice spoke at the other end, demanding that Fox Six reply. She ignored the command and nodded to Orta. “You know the campus layout. Which is the quickest way out?”
“Follow me.” Orta headed to the back door.
Krauzer had the crystal wrapped in one arm like an oversize football and was reaching for the other machine pistol lying on the floor.
Taking a quick step, Annja kicked the weapon under the table and out of Krauzer’s reach.
He whirled on her, his features taut with rage and fear. “What are you doing?”
“Trying to keep Orta and me alive,” Annja said. “You’re a movie director, not a commando.”
“And you think you’re some kind of action hero?”
Annja glanced at the two unconscious attackers. “I’ve got experience with this sort of thing.”
