“Carston took the gun from the guy next to me when Deavers pulled a gun on him,” Daniel explained, his lids pulling back just a few millimeters. “He moved fast for an older guy. They were shouting at each other, but all the soldiers lined up with Deavers.” Alex nodded. “Those were their orders.” “Deavers gave the order, and one of them shot Carston and then me. Carston fell to his knees but started shooting. I didn’t have a gun, so I grabbed the ankles of the people near me with your ring.”
