SHATTER! CRASH!

​     The plate glass was thick enough to withstand gales of hurricane force, but Alacran smashed through it like it was brittle paper. The first thing Adam heard as he and Livia emerged from the elevator were screams and the overwhelming cacophony of shattering glass. 

     He turned to Livia. "You've got a safe room around here somewhere?"

     "Of course." 

​     "Go there now." He pushed her back into the elevator. Then he turned to face whoever or whatever smashed that glass. 

CONTINUE

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