Chapter 13 - The Tactical Firefight Beneath The Streets Of Philly
The muzzle flashes of automatic weapons illuminated the dark basement like strobe lights, reflecting off metal tools and concrete pillars.
Marcus fired his captured sidearm twice into the darkness, driving Ramirez and Eleanor back toward the narrow exit stairs.
"Get up the stairs! Now!" Ramirez screamed to his men, realizing they had lost tactical control of the enclosed underground space.
Marcus grabbed the encrypted laptop and the flash drive, wrapping Clara in a heavy canvas work jacket to shield her from flying debris.
"Harrison! Is there another exit out of this basement?" Marcus yelled over the echoing bangs of incoming gunfire.
"The old coal chute behind the workbench leads directly into the alley behind the bakery next door!" Harrison shouted back from the corner.
Marcus kicked open the rusty iron hatch of the coal chute, sliding the laptop through before helping Dr. Harrison push Clara up the incline.
He scrambled up the narrow tunnel behind them just as a flashbang grenade exploded inside the basement, filling the room with white smoke.
They emerged into the freezing night air of the narrow alley behind Snyder Avenue, rain washing the soot from their bleeding hands and faces.
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Across the street, an unmarked federal van sat idling at the curb, its driver watching the front of the shop without noticing the alley exit.
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