When Marjeel wouldn't let go of the gun and tried to shove Cade off, Cade
rammed an elbow straight down into his throat, then forced Marjeel's gun arm
over the camera and leaned on it. There was a sickening snap of bone, Marjeel
shrieked, and Cade was at last able to pry the gun out of his fingers.
Marjeel tried a rather inept left-handed punch at Cade, so Cade swatted him
in the temple with the Beretta to calm him down. Raising his head, Cade looked
around.
Mandi was standing beside them. Both of the other gunmen were down and their
guns were in Mandi's hands. The two hostages were sitting up, barely beginning
to realize that their danger was over as what seemed like a dozen more people in
SWAT gear flooded the room.
Cade rolled off Marjeel and got to his feet, handing the gun to one of the
SWAT guys. Marjeel feebly tried to spit at Cade, but missed. He still seemed a
bit disoriented.
John walked up and extended a hand to Mandi, then to Cade, and said, "Good
job, people. Great job."
"Thanks," said Mandi.
"Yeah," said Cade. "I'll be down the hall."
"Okay," said John, "See you in a few.
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