Chapter 5 - THE EXTRACTION
Jack froze, his mind racing to comprehend the sudden shift in reality.
"Who are you?" he demanded, keeping his hands visible.
"There's no time," Martha snapped, waving the gun toward the hotel garage.
"Get the girl. If we stay here, we all die."
The distant wail of police sirens began to echo through the concrete canyons.
Jack looked at the terrified little girl, then back at the heavily armed maid.
He scooped Lily up into his arms, holding her tightly against his white jacket.
She buried her face in his shoulder, trembling like a leaf.
Martha led the way, moving with the tactical grace of a seasoned operative.
They ducked into the dark, echoing shadows of the underground parking structure.
Martha stopped at a dusty, unassuming sedan and unlocked it with a fob.
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"Get in the back. Keep her head down," she ordered, taking the driver's seat.
Tires squealed as she threw the car into reverse, peeling out into the alleyway.
