Konstantin came out of it first. Snatching the silver handcuffs out of her belt pack, he slapped one over her wrist and the other over Larry's before taking her duty keys and sidearm. "We'll be back for you," I said as we took off running for the Pack House. The new warning had been heeded, the front doors were open and people were running out the door. I fought the tide, Kontantin behind me, until we were in the vestibule and Patrick stopped us. He was gathering security force members around him. "Where are the girls," I asked.

"Getting the children out," he said. One of the men held out...