DAY TWENTYNINE 23:17PM

Trust

With the section of the building crumbling away, Max knew that he was in serious trouble. He didn't have enough footing or enough time to make it to safety. 

He was sliding away, falling with the section of 13 other storeys, until an arm reached out and grabbed his wrist. Simon had slid on his back toward the edge, firing uzis and dropping guards, dropping one and reaching over the edge and grabbing Max's wrist.