CHAPTER 4
Before Emma could respond, a heavy grenade smashed through the diner's ceiling, bouncing once across the stainless-steel prep table.
"Flashbang!" Viktor screamed, lunging across the floor to kick the metal canister behind a heavy commercial freezer.
The blinding explosion rocked the entire building, shattering the remaining light fixtures and plunging the diner into pitch-black darkness.
Nathan didn't hesitate; he scooped Emma into his powerful arms, lifting her heavy thirty-five-week pregnant frame as if she weighed nothing at all.
Emma gasped, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck as he carried her through the smoke-filled kitchen toward the back exit.
"Nathan! My bag... my medicine!" Emma choked out, pointing blindly toward the small employee locker room near the dishwashing station.
"Viktor will retrieve everything," Nathan promised, kicking open the reinforced metal door that led into the dark rear alley.
Outside, the cool desert rain hit her face, cutting through the thick smoke and burning chemical smell that filled her lungs.
May you like
A massive, armored bulletproof Mercedes Sprinter van sat waiting with its engine idling and its double doors thrown wide open.
Two private medical specialists wearing surgical scrubs pulled Emma into the climate-controlled interior, immediately placing an oxygen mask over her face.
