**TRACY SCOTT** "Ma'am, I'm unable to hear you clearly due to the poor signal of your current location, but I can understand that you are in danger, could you please keep the line going as we attempt to trace your location with our equipment.""She said, I looked at Antony and he gave an approving nod.That doesn't seem like a normal response to a 911 call.They are dirty. They're also tracking our location meaning they will arrive soon.If they are making use of satellites as Antony predicted, then they will be caught by the F.B.I it would mean the plan hasn't gone up in flames just yet.Terrific."Could you confirm your name and provide any detail that might help us ascertain your current state. Nothing is too small as we'll be able to use anything you provide."She halted waiting for a reply.I cleared my throat within myself preparing to tearup again."I am not certain, but a bomb went off and because of that I got separated, I ran and I got here and
**DIRECTOR SINGH**"Sir, with all due respect, we are running out of time. If we don't act fast, we won't be left with much of an option."One of the men explained and it hurt to say that he was right. If I don't act quickly, I will lose all my cards at once.The Russian mob will disappear for another decade or more, a Father will lose his only daughter, this agency will lose one of its bestagents and a civilian who just came back from the dead will die again. Only this time it'll be real, there's no coming back"Sir."He pressured. I rubbed my temples considering every angle struggling to figure out the best solution."Alright. I need this place to be silent. Everyone needs to shut the hell up so I can think straight."I raised a hand motioning to all of them.Slowly the bickering and noise died down spreading through the command center.Finally, peace."We have a team of ten down there?"I asked no one in particular, they each took turns to nod their heads in response."I want them
**AGENT MICHAEL* **Each of us took a moment. A well deserved one since we've all been through shit in the last twenty four hours. Some more than others, I can't place myself above anyone else here but my back hurts like shit.Speaking of which, I popped two more pain killers straight in my throat while Ethan passed me a disapproving look.He can't judge when the pain is like this, I feel as though it's crushing me from inside and I just might crumble due to this pressure.One moment. We exhaled then sprang up.The battle won't finish unless there's a losing side, right now we seem to stay on it but we won't give up. Not until the scales are balanced then move straight to our favor.Until then we'll have the strength to fall flat and close our eyes.The bright side was that three men didn't lose their lives. Women didn't lose their husbands and children to their fathers. That's if not anything tipping the scales.It was meant to bring us down but we venturedthrough.I'm alive and so
**ANTONY SANTOS**. They halted on all shooting activities and since we were slightly closer to the wanna-bee door, I could hear the hurried footsteps as they struggled and scrambled around the house searching for a way in which does not involve harming Tracy."I have an idea that might, but I need you to trust me."I placed both palms over each side of her face.At those words, she shoved me again and the rejection stung."Trust? You're crazy. A psychopath even. I will never trust you again, I'll rather take my chances with the Russian mob than trust you withanything, especially something as precious as my life."She ground her teeth harshly, poking a finger in my chest.She's angry. With every damn right.I hurt her.I broke her trust.She's feeling used and drained, she could take all her anger out on me. Just not at this moment.I'll pick an angry Tracy just as long as she's a living angry Tracy.I just need her to sur
**AGENT MICHAEL**The chopper arrived and extracted us from that location. He looked excited to see me as well.Inside the plane, I could arch my back all the way, rubbing it against the texture of the seat, trying to relieve my body of the unnecessary pain it was in."Are you okay? If you aren't feeling good he could take you to the doctor. You might need a checkup after an explosion like that."Rick advised. From the corner of my eyes, I could see Ethan silently agreeing with that hypothesis."I will see a doctor, but first I'll see this mission through. I need to."I started firmly, grasping the edge of the seat.They couldn't force me to go back."Alright. This is as far as I can take you, you will have to cover the rest on foot. It's a two minute walk from here on out."The pilot yelled over the sound of the airplane.He let us down slowly, each of us jumping down once the plane was low enough."I will be waiting here since this seems like a good extraction point just in case the
**AGENT MICHAEL**We heard a loud boom up ahead.Exchanging a look amongst each other, I signaled everyone to move quickly.If I'm not wrong, that's either a low-level bomb or a grenade, either is not good."Wait."I gestured to everyone, standing in front of Rick where I got a clear view of the field.Five men lay lifeless on the ground. I gawked further and Antonov was standing right there, he had his men. That wasn't all.Antony and Tracy were as well.Tracy looked pale, clutching to him as her legs felt like rubber.They set off another Bomb. They killed those men. "My men!"Rick exclaimed, heaving his gun ready to storm in."Wait. We can't scramble into this or else we'll die as they did. Each of them will get peace after their killers are put to justice. That man in the middlewill suffer for all he's done. We have to act smart."I held his shoulder, shoving him backwards.His jaws were tightened, gazing at all of them in rage. This is ahead of the degree of anger.I can relate
**ANTONY SANTOS**. "Put me down."She requested, moaning weakly yet still trying to prove stubborn and feisty."Tracy. There's a freaking exchange of fire. This is not the time to be acting tough!""I'm not acting tough, I can take care of myself. I can certainly run by myself. Put me down!"She ravaged drawing the attention of around."Fine. Fuck!"everyoneI screeched, placing her on the ground.I turned and the exchange was between the agents and the Russians."Fuck no."I turned and Ethan was holding Tracy. Wait a moment. She was right beside me a minute ago, how did she get into the arms of that fucker!"Let her go!"I seethed, he tilted her head to check her features ignoring my command.``I said let her go. Didn't you hear me!"I thundered, getting upset."Are you blind! Can't you see that she's in pain. Stop being such a fool and let me help her! It seems you've done nothing to help her!"He matched my tone, wrappi
**MR SCOTT**. "I said I understand and all, but I truly don't. I'm losing my patience and I'm not sure how long I can go without trying to escape.""Well there's no problem with that, it's my job to stop you."That was meant to come as a joke, but this agent was serious.I couldn't leave this place even if I tried."We have to put our trust in the system and they can do what's necessary for the safety of everyone.""That suggests that my daughter's life might be secondary compared to the people they are after, the Russian mob and all. That's what you mean isn't it?"I asked. The agent didn't respond but his face says it all. I wasn't wrong."We would do what it takes, Sir. Please just trust.."A ring tone began playing from his pocket.Well that's interesting.He gave me a look before reaching into his pocket, pulling the cell out, he clicked a button then placed it over his ear."Hello."There was a short pause, he didn't speak as well. He listened to whoever was on the other en