Levin swooped in from the shadows and punched Fox in the jaw while Vin struggled to his feet. Levin whirled around and threw Vincent over his shoulder as Fallon covered him. I already had Bianca in my arms and was rushing toward the door with Levin hot on my heels as the horsemen shouted. Their return gunfire pinged around us in the dim light. “Fuck. Go, go, go,” Levin grunted. “Not going to make it,” I shouted. We dove behind the stack of pallets and barrels, which I fucking prayed weren’t filled with explosives as the grenade went off. I didn’t know if Cole had thrown it or held onto it like
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