Chapter 6 - IN THE CROSSHAIRS
We reached the end of the corridor, turning toward the hidden steel door that led to the safe room.
Suddenly, the glass skylight above us shattered. Two mercenaries in tactical gear dropped down via ropes, landing blocking our path. They raised their rifles.
Alessandro didn't hesitate. He shoved me and Emma into an alcove and stepped directly into their line of fire. He fired twice, the suppressors on his weapon masking the sound, and both mercenaries dropped to the floor.
But a third man had rounded the corner behind us.
“Alessandro, behind you!” I screamed.
Alessandro spun, but the mercenary had the drop on him. Without thinking, I hurled a heavy bronze vase from a decorative pedestal directly at the man’s head. It struck his shoulder, throwing his aim off just enough. His bullet grazed Alessandro’s arm, burying itself in the wall. Alessandro returned fire, neutralizing the threat.
Breathing heavily, blood dripping from his bicep, Alessandro looked at me. The adrenaline in his eyes was replaced by profound awe.
“You just saved my life,” he said.
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“Call it even,” I said, shaking violently.
He opened the safe room, shoving us inside before sealing the massive vault door shut behind us.
