“Do it.” Cars poured into the entrance. “This is a large force. I can only hold them for so long.”

She didn’t argue. What was the point? Ted and Ralph couldn’t possibly stop these men. They weren’t shifters, and they were only two men against what looked like an army. She opened the door on Ralph’s side and leapt out, ignoring Ted’s cursing. Ralph was down, still firing, but he’d been hit at least once. She got an arm around him and began pulling him up.

“Can you walk?” Bullets spat around them. Deliberately she stepped in front of him. She’d noted that none of the bullets came near her. That meant they wanted her alive. Whoever these people were, they weren’t going to kill her outright. She began dragging Ralph before he could answer, back toward the house.

Ted stepped around the side of the car to give them cover fire. She propelled Ralph forward, running toward Ted. Just as she reached him, he went down, rolled over and continued firing. “Go. Get the fuck out of here.”

She all but shoved Ralph through the front door and raced back for Ted. He sent her a mean look as she wrapped his arm around her.

“Are you out of your fucking mind?” he demanded, trying to limp and run while keeping most of his weight off of her and firing at the advancing wall of men.

“Considerin’ that I’m savin’ your life, you might be nicer,” she informed him snottily as she shoved him inside and slammed the front door. She dropped the bar in place and helped both through the house into the safe room.

“They’re jamming the phone lines or something. I can’t even get 911,” Ted snapped.

She flung the medical kit at him. “I’ve got to warn Fyodor. I think Emilio sent these men. If I’m right, they’re running into a trap.”

“Damn it, stay in here,” Ted shouted.

She ignored him and slammed the door closed, praying he would lock it on his side. He had cameras and audio. If he couldn’t get a message to the cops, at least he could hold out for a few days if she didn’t make it back. By that time whatever they were doing to the phone service would be long gone.

Running fast, she moved through the secret panel leading into the wall, closed it, raced for her bedroom and pulled out the small pack she had prepared for just such an emergency. Putting it around her neck she headed for the stairs. There were three safe rooms built into the walls. If she didn’t make it out of the house, she could use one of the other rooms, but right now, all that mattered to her was getting to Alonzo.