The man howled in pain and shook Maggie off his back, while Cara tore herself away from his chokehold. She ran toward Rune. He caught her against him and held her tight for a brief, powerful moment, then shoved her behind him.
The stalker whirled toward Maggie, who’d landed on her back on the snowy pavement. She was clutching her ankle in pain.
“Touch her and I’ll f*****g shoot,” yelled Maya, leaving no room for doubt that she would. He backed away and transferred his gun into his left hand. Maggie’s knife protruded from his right arm, blood seeping into the cloth of his blue coveralls.
The stalker kept his gun trained on Maggie as he used his wounded arm to open the helicopter door and hoist himself onboard. It must have hurt like fire, but he showed no visible sign of it. Military exp
