Re: Tanks and civilians - toward the rest stop
[The teeth make her chuckle. She can't imagine this Robert grinning like that, and she considers asking him to show her his teeth when this is all done and over. But being shot at? The exploding tank? That takes precedent.
She has just enough time to flip free of the tank before it goes up in an explosion that makes her little injured caravan cower and run and shriek, and she curses as she has to chase them, slightly singed herself and planning an expansive diatribe for the next time Stevie tries to make her play nursemaid.
She hears the helicopter go down, but she's busy reloading, taking shots at the agents that don't care if they're running down the injured civilians. She gets it. The agents are losing. They're stopping to swallow pills as they move, and they're trying to take as many people with them as they can. But she? She isn't in the mood.]