FOUR

"Move, move, move. I want every man and woman free there right now; we must save her," Collin ordered over the address system.

All soldiers, as they called themselves, began to move towards the exit. While some took cars and moved to the destination that had now been sent to their smartwatches, some took the running approach.

Soon the hideout of the cartel was surrounded by all the soldiers waiting to save the daughter of the leader.

Everyone addressed Una as the daughter of the leader. Only a few of the people who still worked at the agency knew that Una was not the child of Collin but the child of the best soldier who was killed brutally.

"On my count, we move," Collin said into his mic, which went straight to the earpiece in the ear of every soldier.

"Move," Collin commanded.

All soldiers moved swiftly and began to search for Una. By the time they found Una, she was sitting on Pablo and slapping the hell out of him. Pablo was now exhausted and had no energy to fight back.

Una pulled the knife out of her pocket and thrust it into Pablo's stomach multiple times, twisting and turning the knife with each thrust.

She was going to make sure he never survived it, even if he made it to the hospital. She thrust it the final time and stood up from a groaning Pablo.

"Your pride put you here," she said, standing over him.

A dozen men with no weapons stood in shock, looking at the tiny girl and the fiasco she had successfully pulled.

"How dare you?" Roger screamed, charging at her.

Una had used all she had to fight Pablo, leaving her weak. Her goal had been fulfilled, so she cared little about what would happen now.

Roger threw a punch across her face, which made her stagger back. She held her cheek and laughed out loud.

"If you wish to kill me, I do not mind. But this was for my parents, Marie and Clement Whitehead. You killed them on my birthday; what a nice gift you gave me," Una said, tears going down her face.

Since the day her parents died, she has neither mourned for them nor celebrated her birthday. She promised to only cry for them when she finally got her revenge, and now was the perfect time to cry her eyes out.

"How could you all be so heartless to kill them so brutally? She added in a scream.

Roger was unbothered about what she had to say. After all, she just killed his family too. He sent another punch to her neck that made her fall to the ground.

He pounced on her and began to batter her, not caring she was a girl. This little girl had done something evil to the entire cyber gang. The rest of the men carried Pablo out, seeking medical attention.

"He is dead; I made sure of it," Una said silently.

"Move in, kill them all, and save Una at all costs," Collin ordered.

By the time one of the soldiers found Una, she was beaten half to death, and one of the gang men had brought a gun for Roger to shoot her. Roger stood above Una with his gun right at her face.

"Shoot me," Una screamed.

The soldier who was currently watching threw a poisoned dart at the feet of the other man, who fell with excruciating pain going through him.

Roger looked around but couldn't detect the well-hidden soldier. Another soldier took it as an opportunity to pull Una from underneath Roger.

Roger turned right in time and shot at Una, who was getting supported. He got her in the shoulderbone of her back. She shivered in pain and dropped to the ground.

"Una," the soldier supporting her, screamed.

The other soldiers unleashed bullets and killed all the men they could find. Collin knew he was going to be sanctioned for what he did, but he could not let Una get killed.

The law enforcement agencies would call and ask and probe and even give warnings, but they did dangerous jobs for these people with no assurance whatsoever. They only had each other.

Collin rushed to Una's side. She was barely breathing and only holding on by a thread.

"I told you that we should do it together," Collin said, tears dripping from his face.

Una was so battered, and blood was dripping from all parts of her body. She had managed to get only minimal injuries from Pablo, but Roger, who was now lying lifeless, had given her enough injuries to last a lifetime.

Collin pulled Una up and carried her bridal style towards the entrance. He entered a car that was waiting for them to transport them to the hospital.

"Thank you for taking care of me," Una said in a whisper, clutching to Collin's shirt.

If she died now, she would have no issues with life. She lived and fulfilled her goal.

"Stop speaking; we would be at the hospital in no time," Collin said, refusing to take his eyes away from her small face.

"I am glad I got to say goodbye to you," she continued in a whisper.

"Stop talking nonsense," Collin said in a whispered scream.

"I will see my parents now and rest in peace," she continued.

She could feel herself floating in space, and she knew she was slowly departing.

"Drive faster!" Collin yelled at the driver, who was already breaking the speed limit.

They pulled right in front of the hospital, and Collin ran inside with her in his arms, screaming for help.

"It's an emergency; attend to us," he screamed over and over again.

The doctor rushed to them and gave them a bed. Collin dropped her to the bed and stood. His shirt was soaked with blood from her body.

"Save her doctor," he said, feeling his chest tightening.

"We have to take her in for an emergency surgery," the doctor said.

"Do what you have to do; I'll sign the papers with the nurse," Collin said, cutting the doctor. He was used to emergency surgeries and the procedures they took.

Una was wheeled away. As she passed in front of Collin, a tear dropped from her eyes.

"Thank you, Collin," she whispered before she was wheeled away.

A tangible amount of hours later, the doctor came out to meet Collin waiting in the family waiting room.

"How was the surgery?" Collin said, standing up to the doctor.

"It did not go well, but we had to transfer her to the intensive care unit. She lost a lot of blood and went into cardiac arrest twice during the surgery. She is currently in a coma," the doctor said, his voice as sorry as he could.

"When can I see her?" Collin asked. He was worried, but he didn't want to worry the soldiers who stood there with him further. He was their leader; if he broke down, how would they act? She might be in a coma, but Una was a strong little girl. She would wake up. That was what Collin chose to believe.

She would get through this. She had to get through this.