Claire's heart leaped into her throat as the sound of gunfire erupted around them. The quiet night exploded into chaos as Clarke's men swarmed out of the house, guns blazing. Adam's team returned fire, the sharp crack of bullets splitting the air.
"Get down!" Jake shouted, grabbing Claire's arm and pulling her behind a low wall as bullets whizzed overhead.
Claire's heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps. This was it—the moment she had been dreading. The plan was unraveling, and they were caught in the middle of a firefight.
"Stick to the plan!" Adam shouted, his voice barely audible over the gunfire. "We need to get inside!"
Jake nodded, his face pale but determined. He looked at Claire, his eyes filled with a fierce intensity. "We're going to make it through this," he said, his voice steady. "I promise."
