hadn’t done his job and had made more of this than it had to be, so they were going to want to make an example out of him to the rest. “You know that it didn’t have to be like this, but now you have taken it out of my hands. You could've easily told us that you couldn’t do it and we would’ve sent somebody else to take your place. Unfortunately, you thought that you had to ride to her rescue and that’s going to cost you. However, if you were to see fit to bring her out here, I’m sure that we could let bygones be bygones.”
“That’s Devlin. He’s in charge of this mission. He chose everybody on his team including me, although I bet that he’s regretting that decision now. It’s too bad that it had to be him, because he’s almost as good as I am. I don’t say that lightly either. Very few people can match my skills, but he’s definitely a rare breed.”
“I don’t care if he can shoot an apple from 500 yards and the only thing that does matter to me is getting out of here. Do whatever you can to grab their attention and I might be able to go out there and get to the minivan.” I couldn’t believe that I was actually proposing such a thing. My hands were shaking and my stomach was full of butterflies.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea. I think that we have to try to lure them in here. With the smoke and the flames, I can use that to mask my approach and they probably wouldn’t see me coming.” I heard footsteps on the porch, and it appeared that they weren’t going to wait until the fire did the job for them. “It sounds to me like we already have company. Why don’t we give them a welcome that they’ll never forget.” He dragged me into the next room, where I saw him pull the stove from the wall, grimacing with the pain that was radiating towards the wound in his stomach.
Taking out a pocket knife, he cut into the propane line, which immediately made this hissing sound and gave off this sickly sweet stench. It suddenly dawned on me what he was trying to do, but it would only work if we were out of the building.
The front door crashed open, as we went into a stairwell leading to the basement. At the same time, he was flicking his lighter and tossing it behind him. He gave me a push that sent me spiraling down the stairs and then I saw Jason go flying over top of me, as the upstairs of this house exploded.
He rolled to a stop, struggled to his feet and pulled me to mine and then made a beeline for the cellar stairs leading to the outside.
I was terrified beyond words, but I didn’t have the time to dwell on it. Glancing over my shoulder, I could see that the fire was now spreading into the basement and I could hear the anguished cries of those that had been caught in the blaze upstairs.
Jason was thinking on the fly, grabbing onto a shotgun that had seen better days, pulling the trigger and sending a blast into the door in front of us. It blew a hole the size of the basketball where the lock would’ve been and he pushed out into the open to see that the shotgun blast had not only gave us an opening to the outside, but it had also put one of the bad guys down onto the ground.
We didn’t even stop, running for the cover of the trees, until we saw pieces of the bark beside our head begin to chip away. Those were bullets meant to kill us. Apparently they didn’t appreciate the explosion that killed some of their team.
“Jason that was pretty clever, but you didn’t really believe that was going to stop us. This woman has blinded you and we all know that having feelings for a woman is a weakness that we can’t afford. We’re going to hunt you down and kill you both. It’s inevitable. You may as well just stay where you’re at and we’ll get to you when we can.”
“I hope you know that they intend to make us suffer and maybe it would’ve been better and more humane that I killed you. At least I would’ve done it quick.”
“I don’t want to die at all. I think that you
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