position, two bullets had already struck his Agency contact, dropping him to the pavement.
Jake fired twice and the man vectored to his left behind a tree.
“Go,” the Agency man yelled.
Alexandra had found the other gun and then strapped the satchel over her shoulders. “We’ve gotta go, Jake. We’ve got more company.”
Jake hated to leave the Agency man bleeding on the sidewalk, but he had no choice. He now saw another man coming from behind Alexandra. Then a woman lurked in the darkness from the third angle, a gun at the side of her leg. They were not only outnumbered, but they were outflanked.
Just as the pursuers raised their guns, Jake grabbed Alexandra and rushed toward the railing. Knowing they had no other choice, the two of them grasped the railing and flung themselves over and into the river.
When Jake hit the water, he was sure to hold onto the gun with all his strength. Before rising to the surface, he could hear muffled gunshots. As he kicked and rose to the surface, Jake aimed toward the sidewalk, firing twice at the man at the rail. One of his bullets hit the guy, dropping him like a sack of rice.
The flow of the river pulled him downstream in a hurry. He swiveled around searching for Alexandra but couldn’t see her anywhere in the darkness. Within a minute he was downstream and out of range of those who had shot at him. But still there was no sign of Alexandra.
Jake tried his best to stay out near the middle of the river, not wanting to get caught up in anything along the edge of the high walls on each side.
He kept swiveling around, trying desperately to find Alexandra. But she was nowhere in sight.
Now he started to second-guess his partnership with her. He had put her life in danger. And now she might be lost.
9
As Jake simply floated down the Singapore River toward the Bay Marina, his mind drifted as boats cruised past him. At this time of night most of the boats were filled with commercial passengers drinking and partying late into the evening.
When the smaller motor boat slowly crept closer to him, his first thought was to go under water again and hide, like he had with the larger party boats. But something made him stay up in the water, his head bobbing about in the wake bouncing against the wall. A small light from a hand-held flashlight swept across the water and caught him in the eyes. He raised his right hand from the water and was about to shoot at the light.
“Jake,” echoed a woman’s voice. “It’s me, Jake.”
Alexandra.
The boat turned toward him and Alexandra reached out with a long stick, which Jake grasped with his free hand. In just seconds he climbed aboard the small motor boat and found a seat in the stern near the motor.
Once he was aboard, the man behind the wheel quickly picked up speed, heading toward the Bay Marina that eventually flowed into the ocean.
“Who’s our friend?” Jake asked Alexandra.
She took a seat next to Jake. “When we hit the water I swam under water downstream for quite a while. I heard shooting and thought you might have been hit. This guy was cruising upstream and almost ran me over. I said I’d give him a hundred bucks if he could find you. We turned around up by that brewery and slowly drifted down the river. It took us a while to catch up with you. Are you all right?”
“Yeah. And you?”
“Just wet. I even saved the gun and magazines. What about the guy who gave them to us?”
“I don’t know. He took a couple of rounds to his upper body. But they were twenty-two rounds. I’m hoping our shooting got the cops there quickly, along with an ambulance. He could make it. Where’s this guy bringing us?”
“Gardens by the Bay.”
“That’s just down from our hotel.”
“I know. We should be able to dry off a little before heading back to our room.”
That was a good plan. They didn’t want this guy telling the police or anyone else where he had dropped them off.
In just fifteen minutes, the boat pulled up to
Jake fired twice and the man vectored to his left behind a tree.
“Go,” the Agency man yelled.
Alexandra had found the other gun and then strapped the satchel over her shoulders. “We’ve gotta go, Jake. We’ve got more company.”
Jake hated to leave the Agency man bleeding on the sidewalk, but he had no choice. He now saw another man coming from behind Alexandra. Then a woman lurked in the darkness from the third angle, a gun at the side of her leg. They were not only outnumbered, but they were outflanked.
Just as the pursuers raised their guns, Jake grabbed Alexandra and rushed toward the railing. Knowing they had no other choice, the two of them grasped the railing and flung themselves over and into the river.
When Jake hit the water, he was sure to hold onto the gun with all his strength. Before rising to the surface, he could hear muffled gunshots. As he kicked and rose to the surface, Jake aimed toward the sidewalk, firing twice at the man at the rail. One of his bullets hit the guy, dropping him like a sack of rice.
The flow of the river pulled him downstream in a hurry. He swiveled around searching for Alexandra but couldn’t see her anywhere in the darkness. Within a minute he was downstream and out of range of those who had shot at him. But still there was no sign of Alexandra.
Jake tried his best to stay out near the middle of the river, not wanting to get caught up in anything along the edge of the high walls on each side.
He kept swiveling around, trying desperately to find Alexandra. But she was nowhere in sight.
Now he started to second-guess his partnership with her. He had put her life in danger. And now she might be lost.
9
As Jake simply floated down the Singapore River toward the Bay Marina, his mind drifted as boats cruised past him. At this time of night most of the boats were filled with commercial passengers drinking and partying late into the evening.
When the smaller motor boat slowly crept closer to him, his first thought was to go under water again and hide, like he had with the larger party boats. But something made him stay up in the water, his head bobbing about in the wake bouncing against the wall. A small light from a hand-held flashlight swept across the water and caught him in the eyes. He raised his right hand from the water and was about to shoot at the light.
“Jake,” echoed a woman’s voice. “It’s me, Jake.”
Alexandra.
The boat turned toward him and Alexandra reached out with a long stick, which Jake grasped with his free hand. In just seconds he climbed aboard the small motor boat and found a seat in the stern near the motor.
Once he was aboard, the man behind the wheel quickly picked up speed, heading toward the Bay Marina that eventually flowed into the ocean.
“Who’s our friend?” Jake asked Alexandra.
She took a seat next to Jake. “When we hit the water I swam under water downstream for quite a while. I heard shooting and thought you might have been hit. This guy was cruising upstream and almost ran me over. I said I’d give him a hundred bucks if he could find you. We turned around up by that brewery and slowly drifted down the river. It took us a while to catch up with you. Are you all right?”
“Yeah. And you?”
“Just wet. I even saved the gun and magazines. What about the guy who gave them to us?”
“I don’t know. He took a couple of rounds to his upper body. But they were twenty-two rounds. I’m hoping our shooting got the cops there quickly, along with an ambulance. He could make it. Where’s this guy bringing us?”
“Gardens by the Bay.”
“That’s just down from our hotel.”
“I know. We should be able to dry off a little before heading back to our room.”
That was a good plan. They didn’t want this guy telling the police or anyone else where he had dropped them off.
In just fifteen minutes, the boat pulled up to
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