Natalya was reeling, albeit silently. So the torture wasn't just waiting for her inside that building. She leaned around the tree, craning her neck, watching her comrades slip through the snow, then turned back to Sam and Yorick.

"Go," she told them both. "Run. Go this way, through heavy cover, keep low. Do not look behind of you. Go." She caught Yorick's arm and turned him forcibly, then shoved.