Читать книгу Fatal Memories - Tanya Stowe - Страница 8

Joss heard a sound that drowned everything out.

She’d been dreading a terrible incident and now one was happening. The gang was after agents and innocent people. And somehow she felt as if she could have prevented this.

A powerful engine revved. She looked up. The vertical blinds were closed over her apartment’s sliding glass doors, but a bright light flashed through the crevices—as if someone was shining a spotlight on the doors. The engine revved closer, like it was just below Joss’s window...

Rapid gunfire exploded through the air. Bullets shattered the glass doors, ripping across the entire apartment.

Joss flung herself flat. Bullets tore across the room, destroying everything in their path. They zinged over her head...straight down the hall toward Dylan’s running figure.

She screamed his name before another round shredded through the apartment, sending splinters everywhere...