Gerrard’s POV
‘Go!’ Kerrick’s order barely registers before my arm is grabbed tightly by my wife and she hauls me out from our hiding place as gun fire rings out from the two guards beside us, aiming through the plant, acting as cover so we can escape.
I stumble slightly as I follow Zara’s lead, my body not yet in sync with my mind and what I'm supposed to be doing. Ivan is beside us both, shooting at anyone in black tactical gear that tries to aim on us, forcing them to take cover so that we can get to the front entrance.
We’re through the door in a matter of seconds, the sun blinding me for a second as I automatically keep my head down, sticking close to the woman who has my arm in a vice like grip.
A gun goes off next to us and my heart stops for a moment before I realise it was Zar
