The gun was three inches from Dante's forehead.

Almeida's finger tightened on the trigger.

Sienna moved without thinking. She grabbed the nearest thing she could reach. A crystal decanter from the table. Swung it hard.

It shattered against Almeida's wrist. The gun went off. The bullet missed Dante's head by inches, burying itself in the chair behind him.

Chaos exploded.

Gunfire erupted from every direction. Council members screamed. Tables overturned. Glass shattered as windows exploded inward.

Dante grabbed Sienna's hand. "Run!"

They dove behind an overturned table as bullets tore through the air above them. Wood splintered. Stone cracked. The smell of gunpowder filled the chamber.

Around them, Council members...