I could hear masculine laughter and high pitched feminine screams. My insides iced over as we ran through the halls. The mostly silent thpt, thpt, thpt of suppressed gun fire was barely audible over the noise in the main hall. Thank f**k for that.
A double click sounded in my ear. All clear behind us. One more small miracle to add to the tally I was going to owe the universe for all of this.
I brought up the blueprints of the main hall. Formerly used as a ballroom, it was now some kind of pretentious living room. A huge fucker that we had no idea how it was staged. For all we knew it was one big open space. We just had to pray that there was going to be some kind of coverage.
On that note, I waved Striker forward. He had a scope and camera. Not for the first time this mission had his
