Jack nodded, checking his gun one last time. "Guess we have no choice." He didn't like running in blind like that, but the alternative was unthinkable.

People could be dying in there. He wasn't very close to most of them, but he couldn't allow that.

He kicked open the skylight and landed on the top floor of the warehouse; the attic portion. It was dusty and smelling. He coughed softly, then froze.