Chapter Fifty-Three
Two thugs screamed as Erik and Jia charged around a corner and gunned them down. Survivors hiding by a corner returned fire.
Erik grunted as bullets struck his vest. They stung. He’d survive his bruises, but the syndicate enforcers couldn’t survive his headshots. Jia laid down suppressive fire, her face a mask of calm and focus.
He took the opportunity to toss another grenade. The enemy sprang out, making them easy victims of Jia’s bursts. The exploding grenade took out the last man. Emma’s tactical feed confirmed the immediate area was clear, but a small army awaited them around the corner past the next building.
Erik glanced at Jia, who grimaced. There were now small dents in her vest. If they hadn’t brought protection, they both might be on the ground bleeding ou
