She quickly swallowed her embarrassment and pointed the gun the right way. After all, it didn’t seem like Doctor Lopez had noticed it - he was too scared to have noticed it and even if he did, he didn’t have the energy to jolt out of his shock.Sarah leaped away from her seat quickly and took a few steps backward but her gun was still pointed directly at Doctor Lopez and her eyes were narrow with a deadly squint of dread. She had to be as rigid as possible to get Doctor Lopez scared enough to hand over the antidote.Sarah moved her body like the stealthy cunning of a snake as she tracked the doorknob and locked it before someone burst into the officer and alerted the security that there was an intruder.The thoughts of how she would escape such a big building if peradventure she shot Doctor Lopez and other employees heard it was creeping into her mind but she waded it off before it gained more hold on her. It wasn’t the time to start thinking about all of that. If there was a complica
She was too late when she landed on Doctor Lopez, their eyes stuck to each other in tension as it was as if both were waiting for each other to make the first move again.Sarah knew that even though Doctor Lopez was in his 50s and perhaps not as vibrant as when he was younger, there was a chance that she could still not square up to Doctor Lopez in physical combat.Sarah retraced her gaze to the bottle containing the antidote that Doctor Lopez flung to the ground. She realized that the bottle didn’t break after all, neither did the cover removed from its neck. There was no point engaging in a tussle with Doctor Lopez, she thought.Her posture was contorted with menace as she flailed her arms and darted toward the bottle to pick it up. That was her aim but if she could leave Doctor Lopez’s office without having to put a bullet in him as he had earlier tried to do, that would be even better.Doctor Lopez wasn’t going to have her get it so easily. He forbade in his mind that Sarah would
Shit! How could she forget such an important thing? She had just left evidence of her offense right inside the office. There weren’t many people around and everyone seemed to have either left their places of duty or were stuck to their desk doing extra work. It might be a smooth operation if she went back. Should she go back to pick it up? She asked herself.The gun being there was going to leave a trace.She heaved a sigh of rejection of the idea. She wouldn’t go back, she reasoned. What if she went back and someone caught her? That would be disastrous. She had the antidote in her hand and she managed not to kill Doctor Lopez so that was some progress at least, she thought.The gun was not hers and she would have some exolainatuin to do to Arianna but she would also need to explain some things to her. Now, that she thought about it, Arianna probably made sure that there was no bullet in the gun and lied to her, taking advantage of her ignorance and inexperience in such issues.Perhap
It dawned on Paul that his hunch was correct. Two out of the Kazitanis operatives sent to get the truck past the border had been eliminated. That was very positive for him, he reasoned.That meant that there were only two people left for him to deal with. He could surely take them on, he thought. At least, that felt like a more reasonable bout than having to go against four peopleBut, all of a sudden, his phone rang. Sh!t! Paul jolted in a panicked alarm as he scrambled to silence the intrusive sound, his eyes wide with terror as he realized that there could be consequences for that.He quickly turned the phone to silence but noticed that it was his ex-wife, Rose who was calling him.“Wait! Did you hear that sound?” Zilinzky asked, his hands hung in the air as he tried to get a grasp of the situation.“Yes, I heard something like a vibration or the ringing of a phone somewhat. Where could that be coming from?”“How am I supposed to know, Hoestes,” Zilinzky spoke. “We can't know unti
Fists were flying between Paul and the Kazitanis agents in the tight space of the front seat as Paul tried to gain control of the situation. He was at a disadvantage in terms of the number but the suddenness at which he adopted in attacking Hoestes and Zilinzky was giving him an edge.The truck soon careened out of control as Hoestes who was driving couldn't take control of the stirring wheel anymore. At that point, he didn't mind if the vehicle was going to skid off the road.Hoestes, whose hands couldn't move the stirring anymore was pressing the brakes of the vehicle repeatedly, stamping on it with such force because he knew that if he didn't do that, they could land somewhere that would be very devastating.The truck wobbled to the side with a wobbling movement, its tires spinning as the truck tethered on the brink of control. The truck swayed from side to side across the dirt as it fought for stability, Hoestes repeatedly pressing the brake to ensure that there was no loss of con
Pow! Pow! Pow!The gunshots couldn't stop as he scrambled for cover, his heart racing as he sought refuge from the massive hail of gunfire.Paul’s thoughts were consumed with a desperate determination to survive as he fought his way through the smoke-filled air.That must have been one of the Kazitanis agents he was fighting with, he reasoned. After all, one of them might have survived the crash as well. Or was it the both of them?He didn't have the time to find out where the gunshots were coming from so his legs pumped with a desperate urgency as he fled the opposite direction of where the gunfire was coming from.Zilinzky, who had survived the accident limped away from the wreckage as the fire that Paul had set was flaming everywhere and almost reaching where he was. His body was bruised and bloodied from the crash, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he fought to gather some strength.Zilinzky’s eyes were blazing with murderous intent as he aimed his weapon and fired several
Zilinzky’s hands slide over Hoestes’ neck as he desperately sought a sign of life. He moved his hands frantically searching for the exact spot as his lips moved in a pleading manner.But there was nothing - no sign of life. Hoestes had finally given up the ghost.Zilinzky’s face was contorted with a tortured grimace of pain and a scowl of agony into the air.His eyes were bulging with a tortured squint of terror because not only did his death mean that the chances of recovering the second truck reduced but he would now have to be forced to explain to the receivers about what happened to Boarus and Upalima.Hoestes shot Boarus and Upalima because they were constituting a nuisance and waste of time but it was Hoestes who was the best person to explain what he had done to them. The Kazitanis always made sure that every one of their agents gave constant reports and if Boarus and Upalima were not going to give the report, Hoestes was the best person to do it but now he had to take it upon
Zilinzky’s breath trembled and he shuddered as he tried to answer the question. He didn't know how to tell the receiver that it was actually only two of them that were against Paul Leonard.“I tried to convince Hoestes to stop the vehicle so that we could do a proper check because we heard a phone ringing from amid the cargo products but he was more in a hurry to get the products across the border. We knew how important the operation was and that was why we were in a haste.”“Oh, I doubt you know anything about the importance of the operation. I really doubt it because you were given a clue. You all heard the sound of a ring tone and yet you thought, ‘Oh, it was probably a little bird singing a nursery rhyme.’ Isn't it?”The receiver’s voice was laced with fury.“You are all four and none of you could use your discretion. Now, you all lost to him and you have the guts to tell me that Hoestes is dead as if I should have any concern or pity for him. You really don't know what it means t