He grinned, and his rank breath brushed her face. “You won’t wanna be in there when we let everyone loose.”
Her stomach flipped over in her midsection. “What do you mean?—”
“Shut it.”
The officer rushed ahead of them. “Stay right here. Wait till I say.” He ducked around the corner, and Kira heard his boots squeak on the floor. He was running.
The cartel guy looked at the reflective circle up high in the corner of the wall. She did the same and watched the officer wave his arms.
The murderous guard yelled, “They’re out! Cellblock three! They’re all out!”
A buzzer sounded and the door swung open. The officer ran through it. Seconds later, she heard a man scream.
Kira turned to Stuart. “What are you doing?”
This was about Jenkins. So why were they hurting others?
He flashed his teeth at her. “We’re taking over the prison.”
Seventeen
Luca peered through the window, trying to see the security office.
“What’s going on?” Jenkins was still shackled to the floor, and even if Luca wanted to free the man, he didn’t have any way to do that.
“The guard went into the security office.” Since he’d seen the officer rush past, he hadn’t heard anything, so he had no idea what was going on in there. Thanks to the reinforced glass that was likely here to protect them and offer some privacy, there wasn’t much they could hear.
Until the muffled gunshots.
“Someone is shooting.”
Jenkins said, “So that guard is shooting other people, or they are shooting him?”
“I can’t see how we would tell either way.” Luca tried the handle again. Since the lights had come back on, it was a whole lot easier to see. Not that there had been much to give him an indication of what was going on. Not until that guy ran past the window.
None of the other officers had come down here in response to the guy going for help, which was what Luca had thought he was doing. What was going on?
Much like her fear and her need to trust that God had everything in His hands, worry for Kira settled on him. He had no idea where Kira was, but had to pray that she’d been able to help the officer with the medical emergency. There was nothing else he could do except pray. Thankfully, it was also the best thing he could do right now.
The corrections officer emerged from the security office with a gun in one hand. As he approached, Luca slammed both palms on the window. “Hey, let us out of here!”
The guy looked at him, and Luca realized it was the one who’d run over and yelled for medical assistance. But the question was, had he drawn Kira out of this room on purpose? Where was she?
No, he couldn’t think like that.
There was no way anyone could have targeted them intentionally. But the thought that they had been purposely separated left him cold and desperately in need of information.
Not only did he recognize the guy, but the officer had blood spray down the side of his face. He was the one who had fired the gun in his hand and killed people inside the security office.
Did that mean help wasn’t coming?
Luca slammed his hands on the window again, as if he hadn’t realized that this man posed more of a threat than Jenkins right now. “Hey! I’m talkin’ to you!”
The guy slowed not far past the window, ignoring Luca.
A group turned the corner. Two men. Hector and Stuart, who was dragging Kira with him.
Luca flexed his fingers on the window. As if he could reach through it and grab these guys—take them down.