He was already at the nearest one.
He got the door open before I reached him and turned with a weapon in his hand and fired twice. The first shot missed. The second didn't.
I felt it before I processed it. A line of heat across my left side, below the ribs, enough to take my breath for a second but not enough to put me down. I kept moving. He was still raising the weapon for a third shot when I reached him and the fight that followed was short and unpleasant and ended with Reyes on the ground.
He looked up at me.
"Vega already knows," he said. "Whatever you think you've stopped tonight you haven't stopped anything."
I looked at him for a second.
"I know," I said.
Then I ended it.
I stood there for a moment after. The lot was quiet. The vehicles at the far end sat exactly where they
