The dimly lit alley reverberated with screeching tires nearby as the SUVs closed in. Nia clung to Zack's arm, her heart hammering against her ribcage as she was scared.
The air was thick with tension, their options narrowing by the second. Zack's sharp gaze darted around, calculating, searching for an opening as they took turns in the alley.
"Stay close," he whispered, his voice steady and alert despite the chaos.
Before Nia could respond, a burst of gunfire struck the nearby wall. She let out a startled cry, her fingers digging into Zack's arm.
Suddenly, headlights appeared from a side street, and two military SUVs barreled into the scene, expertly cutting off their pursuers at the last moment. Men in tactical gear spilled out, weapons raised, their movements precise and practiced.
