The man at the hoses falls to Tom's bullet, and the third went down to his or Mike's, he's not sure, but it's over in a moment and all that's left is a linger after image from the shutter of light. He'd almost forgotten what that looked like - once, more than once, he'd felt that static claw of it as it exploded across his chest.

After watching the door for a few more seconds, he and Mike share a look and start moving, crouched low against the lee of buildings as the fire lit up the sky like Armageddon.

"Can we get in the entrance Florence used?"