Cheshire Cat #13

The noise was quiet. Two "Pock, pock" sounds, the gentle tinkle of glass from the window, and a shower of plaster dust from the wall. Then the door exploded as the huge black guy tore it off its hinges and barrelled into the room.

Then all hell broke loose, as whoever was firing switched over to fully automatic. Caitlin screamed as the window to the room shattered, showering everything in tiny cubes of, sharp, safety glass. The man, on his knees, reached across with one huge arm and scooped her up as if she weighed nothing.

Then she was outside.