looked over at Myers, who was quietly sobbing. “Look, if Jericho shows up I’m

not going to hurt you.” “I know.” “Then why are you crying?” “Because you’re

going to kill her.” Rogers looked puzzled. “What do you care?” Myers didn’t

answer.

 

Chapter 60

 

PULLER, KNOX, AND Shepard were under the table in the café.

 

Puller and Knox had their guns out. Shepard was screaming hysterically.

 

The café, which had been quiet moments before, had erupted into chaos as the

customers screamed, ran, jumped, and shoved trying to escape.

 

Puller reached a hand over and gripped Shepard’s shoulder. “You’re okay,” he

said in a calming tone. “The shooter’s gone. You’re okay. Do you understand me?”

He squeezed her shoulder reassuringly.

 

She finally quieted and gave him a jerky nod. “Okay.” “I want you to stay right

here. The cops will be on their way. You’re safe, okay, Anne? You’re safe.” She

gave him another nod and then a tight smile. “You…you saved my life.” “I’m glad

I was here.” “Me too.” “We’ll be back.” Puller and Knox reached the front door

of the café. Puller did a turkey peek through the opening, found it clear, and

they raced out into the street. “How did you manage that?” she asked. “I saw the

shooter reflected in the mirror at the back of the café.” A woman was squatting