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Ash.

Another shot cracks outside.

I snatch the fallen gun and roll behind the couch as the second attacker fires.

"KIERRA! DOWN!"

"I'm down!"

Thank fuck.

I spot her crouched beside the hallway entrance.

The masked prick near the kitchen swings his weapon toward her.

Not happening.

I fire.

He drops behind the counter with a yell, clutching his shoulder.

The third man turns toward me.

Before he can shoot, Ash barrels through the broken doorway and tackles him into the wall.

Glass shatters.

Boots pound across the porch.

"Clear the fucking doorway!" Striker roars.

The next few seconds are pure chaos.

Grim comes through the entrance with his gun raised. Ash has one bastard pinned beneath him. Outside, somebody screams an order to surrender.

The man I knocked down starts moving.

I plant a boot against his chest.

"Stay the fuck down."

He takes one look at me and stops.

Smartest decision he's made all morning.

"Vex!" Grim calls.

"Three inside. One wounded. Kierra's in the hall."

"Four outside," Striker shouts. "Two down. One running."

"Don't chase him alone," Grim snaps.

Hound appears at the doorway a moment later, hauling a masked bastard by the collar.

"Found this one hiding behind the trees."

"Fucking coward," I growl.