CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Keri grabbed her bulletproof vest and threw it on as she darted across the street and sprinted over to where she heard the raised voices. She ordered herself to stop hyperventilating and maintain control. It seemed to help. As she got closer, she realized that there was only one raised voice. It was young, male, and agitated.
The other voice belonged to Mags. Her tone was calm and measured, betraying none of the fear she must have been feeling. Keri remembered that she wasn’t the only one who’d been in sticky situations.
But Mags wasn’t armed and two of the guys inside were. Keri briefly thought about calling for backup. But she knew it would take too long. Anything that was going to happen would go down in the next few minutes.
Besides, that would defeat the whole purp
