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Gravel flew beneath the black SUVs as they screeched to a halt outside of the cottage. Doors slammed shut. Walkie-talkies crackled.
Ryan shoves Lena away from the window just when the first bullet shattered the glass. Miriam bangs her shotgun's chamber in a practiced clack and announces, "Back door- through the cellar."
Another shot follows. A