DAISY

The gunshot was deafening. The sound slammed into the concrete walls, 

The guard on the left didn’t even yell. He dropped straight down, his rifle clattering against the gravel as his body went completely limp.

"What the—" the second guard shouted, spinning around with his weapon raised toward the dark upper rafters.

A second crack sliced through the air. The bullet caught the remaining guard in the shoulder, spinning him around and knocking him hard against a stack of drywall. He scrambled backward into the shadows, clutching his arm and crying out in pain.

"Brian!" I screamed, my voice cracking.

Alita didn't freeze. The moment the first shot hit,...