she shouted. Snow was falling all around them now, and her house was full of bullet holes and scattershot.
Thomas shook his head, glad when Max West stalked toward them and asked, “Agent Atkins, are you all right?”
“Yes, sir,” Nina answered. Then she launched into a full report, Sam’s fierce barking making her fidget. “I need to pursue the suspect, sir.”
Max put his hand on her arm. “We’ve got it covered. Why don’t you let the EMTs check out your injuries?”
“I don’t have any injuries,” she retorted, anger marking each word.
“Yes, you do,” Thomas said, taking her by the arm.
She was bleeding from her left shoulder.
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