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God help anyone in her way.
Daniel stays with us.
Not hanging back.
Not hesitating.
Right in the fight.
And when a shooter swings in from the right—
I don’t see him.
But Daniel does.
“Jase—DOWN!”
I drop without thinking.
A shot cracks past where my head was—
And Daniel fires back, taking the guy out before he can get a second round off.
I hit the ground hard, breath punching out of me.
Alive.
Because of him.
I look up.
Our eyes meet.
And in that second—
Everything shifts.
Trust.
Not complete.
Not blind.
But real.
Earned.
“Move!” Mila snaps.
Yeah.
Right.
No time for reflection.
We surge forward again, pushing through the last of them, breaking the attack before it can fully form.
Within minutes—
