Chapter Forty-Five
Jia’s heart continued doing its best drum impression as she ran past several doors and rooms on her way toward the central entertainment floor concourse.
She didn’t even need Emma or Erik to provide her voice directions. Her partner had left a trail of dead terrorists starting a modest distance from the entrance, like the world’s most twisted breadcrumbs.
She gripped the custom pistol in her hand, squeezing the grip hard.
As much as she wanted to take suspects alive, the oncoming rush of security bots wasn’t something she could stop with a stun pistol.
Simultaneous attacks at multiple locations and clever hacking made for a complicated situation and left her fewer options. At least the detectives’ assault had forced the surviving terrorists inside.
A final push wou
