I Was Fired and Walking Home—Then Two Helicopters Landed Looking for Me

in the doorway behind them, raising his rifle at Elias’s exposed back.

Rachel didn’t think. She stood, breathed out, and squeezed. The gun kicked hard. The man jerked back, clutching his shoulder, and fell.

“Nice shot!” Elias yelled.

A grenade rolled across the floor, stopping at their feet.

“Grenade!”

Elias threw himself over Rachel, shielding her with continue reading …