Gail looked at the three men seated with their backs to her in disbelief. They were just sitting there, doing nothing!
The embassy was burning and they were—
A lance of green fire slashed down from the heavens.
Right. She’d momentarily forgotten about the helicopters.
Not just helicopters.
The 5D.
Their M134 miniguns were cutting up whoever had just attacked the embassy. Searchlights were flickering on, aimed upward to find the helicopters—which explained why they’d waited for nightfall. And the lights were being shot out just as fast as they appeared.
For an instant she saw a tiny helicopter silhouetted against the embassy and moving fast. It couldn’t be more than five feet off the ground and it was laying down a hail of fire that lit the night sky. Then the nose jerked up and it d
