This was a fucking action movie. A goddamn action movie and he'd somehow stepped right into it and now he was either going to die, going to be some kind of hero, or he was going to be one of those people in the background that everyone forgot about while shit exploded and burned. He really hoped he could at least be some kind of hero. Even if people later found out the label was misplaced, it was better than dying.

Coop took a breath and finally started to move, creeping around the edges of the group. Some of them looked but most were focused on Nate and Chloe which meant he could move a bit quicker than if people were looking at him. He kept the gun up just in case but he really didn't want to use it. Really didn't want to kill someone.

He kept his eyes on Nate to make sure he was still okay as he moved, listening to Chloe taunt these people and shaking his head in exasperation. Hopefully they didn't call her bluff and kill Nate just to spite her.