"You slide the bag over your shoulder, keeping the scope in one hand and the silenced pistol in the other. You scan the parking garage. Three heat signatures. One of them is horizontal. At least she made it to the SUV."

"You walk to a cement pillar, using the shadows for concealment. You toggle the scope to x-ray, angle your pistol around the pillar, and take down both of the thugs. Normally you'd hide the bodies, but there's no time."

"You open the SUV door, toss your bag in, and embrace your sister."

"Her body shakes from the adrenaline, or maybe from the sight of the two men you just shot. It's hard to tell. At least she's alive, and you're almost certain the blood on her clothes belongs to someone else."