Thanks for reading Saturn :)
Poor Chase? yep, I say that in every fic I write, lol.
He was cornered. How they got onto him so fast he had no idea, but the two large SWAT trucks up ahead had dispersed their men and arms very efficiently. Peters would be proud he thought sardonically.
He had only seconds in which to decide what to do. With Taylor's death the order would be shoot on sight, yet it was that death which gave him hope. A sniper was at large and he now knew, hoped, that perhaps he hadn't shot at Jack after all.
SWAT was evacuating the area, probably for several blocks, they knew he was here. They would clean sweep the area of people then search the buildings one by one until he was found. He didn't have many options. What he needed was time. Time to allow CTU to arrive, time to give the sniper an opportunity to make a mistake.
Chase saw his chance and without hesitation he went for it. It was probably foolhardy, but it was all he had...