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Authors: Gennita Low
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split second, he saw one man calmly snatch Ella’s Kevlar helmet off her head, place it over the grenade and dropped his body on top of it.
“Nooooooooooo!” Ella screamed.
Oh, shit.
The muffled explosion rocked the man’s body. The vehicle nearby shook and rattled.
Four seconds, and Liam felt every second of it.
* * *
“N ooooooooo! Calak!”
Ella choked on the name of one of the commanders who had trained the recruits. He was a big, hulking man, with a big belly laugh. She had liked interviewing him.
His body lay still on top of her helmet. Blood began pooling under it. She let out another choked sob. Horror filled her. She didn’t have to check to know he was dead. No one could survive that. She hadn’t known the man for long, yet he hadn’t hesitated to save her life and those around him.
Everything was happening so quickly. The imploded explosion and aftermath took less than ten seconds and already, the fighting around her was resuming.
Rage filled Ella’s whole being. She wouldn’t allow Calak’s death to be meaningless. She shifted her weapon upwards, aiming toward the upper breezeway where the man who had lobbed the grenade had appeared. She could see him, his weapon aloft, hanging out the window, perhaps getting ready to do more damage.
Ella shifted her stance, taking aim. She had never killed a man before.
* * *
L iam registered all the reaction and yet, none. His entire focus was on the lone woman staring down at the dead fighter’s body at her feet. A stream of curses around him. Grunts from men fighting hand-to-hand. Dead bodies. Blood. Debris. Maybe even body parts. He didn’t care. Didn’t stop to look. All he cared about was Ella Fitzgerald looking shocked and bewildered, rooted to the same spot.
Move, baby, move!
A few seconds of pause was deadly out in the arena. Any enemy could pick off a target standing still.
As if Ella heard his urgent plea, she jumped on the back of the truck. Liam was close enough to catch the fire in her eyes before she turned from him. She shifted position and realization dawned as he reached the vehicle. She was looking up and aiming at a target above.
He opened his mouth, tried to stop her. Too late. The shot rang out and he lifted his head and watched as a body toppled down from to the ground. Like Zainab had said earlier, Ella was an excellent shot.
He climbed up onto the vehicle. She stood frozen in the same position. He pulled the weapon out of her stiff hands gathering her into his arms, jumped off the truck bed and started running. He sped down the length of one wall, dodging fighters. Near an archway, a familiar face spotted him and waved him through, firing at some target behind him.
He jumped over a body and stumbled. Ella who had been quiet in his arms came to life.
“Let me down,” she said. Her voice was soft, wooden.
“Is she all right?” The SEAL protecting them asked. He was a big man, the tallest SEAL Liam had ever met.
“She’ll be okay,” Liam answered. “Who’s here with you, Cucumber?”
The man kept firing his weapon as he replied calmly, “Me, Mink, Dirk and Jazz.”
“That explains the nice hole in the wall.” Jazz was an explosives artist. He could detonate anything without destroying anything but the target. “Good to know the Stooges and he are here.”
“Should be over soon. Your freed prisoners are slowly but surely surrounding the hostiles. Take a breather, man. The lady looks like she needs it. I got you two covered. Mink is helping the brother in the M-ATV.”
“Thanks, man.” Liam slowly put his bundle down. There was just enough light that he could see the shimmer in her blue eyes. “Hey, don’t cry.”
“I’m o...kay,” She bent over and gagged. She put a hand to her mouth. “Oh, my God, I killed a man.”
Liam understood. He’d tried to stop her but failed. Automatically shooting at someone, even during a fire fight, wasn’t something that came easily for anyone, much less a person
“Nooooooooooo!” Ella screamed.
Oh, shit.
The muffled explosion rocked the man’s body. The vehicle nearby shook and rattled.
Four seconds, and Liam felt every second of it.
* * *
“N ooooooooo! Calak!”
Ella choked on the name of one of the commanders who had trained the recruits. He was a big, hulking man, with a big belly laugh. She had liked interviewing him.
His body lay still on top of her helmet. Blood began pooling under it. She let out another choked sob. Horror filled her. She didn’t have to check to know he was dead. No one could survive that. She hadn’t known the man for long, yet he hadn’t hesitated to save her life and those around him.
Everything was happening so quickly. The imploded explosion and aftermath took less than ten seconds and already, the fighting around her was resuming.
Rage filled Ella’s whole being. She wouldn’t allow Calak’s death to be meaningless. She shifted her weapon upwards, aiming toward the upper breezeway where the man who had lobbed the grenade had appeared. She could see him, his weapon aloft, hanging out the window, perhaps getting ready to do more damage.
Ella shifted her stance, taking aim. She had never killed a man before.
* * *
L iam registered all the reaction and yet, none. His entire focus was on the lone woman staring down at the dead fighter’s body at her feet. A stream of curses around him. Grunts from men fighting hand-to-hand. Dead bodies. Blood. Debris. Maybe even body parts. He didn’t care. Didn’t stop to look. All he cared about was Ella Fitzgerald looking shocked and bewildered, rooted to the same spot.
Move, baby, move!
A few seconds of pause was deadly out in the arena. Any enemy could pick off a target standing still.
As if Ella heard his urgent plea, she jumped on the back of the truck. Liam was close enough to catch the fire in her eyes before she turned from him. She shifted position and realization dawned as he reached the vehicle. She was looking up and aiming at a target above.
He opened his mouth, tried to stop her. Too late. The shot rang out and he lifted his head and watched as a body toppled down from to the ground. Like Zainab had said earlier, Ella was an excellent shot.
He climbed up onto the vehicle. She stood frozen in the same position. He pulled the weapon out of her stiff hands gathering her into his arms, jumped off the truck bed and started running. He sped down the length of one wall, dodging fighters. Near an archway, a familiar face spotted him and waved him through, firing at some target behind him.
He jumped over a body and stumbled. Ella who had been quiet in his arms came to life.
“Let me down,” she said. Her voice was soft, wooden.
“Is she all right?” The SEAL protecting them asked. He was a big man, the tallest SEAL Liam had ever met.
“She’ll be okay,” Liam answered. “Who’s here with you, Cucumber?”
The man kept firing his weapon as he replied calmly, “Me, Mink, Dirk and Jazz.”
“That explains the nice hole in the wall.” Jazz was an explosives artist. He could detonate anything without destroying anything but the target. “Good to know the Stooges and he are here.”
“Should be over soon. Your freed prisoners are slowly but surely surrounding the hostiles. Take a breather, man. The lady looks like she needs it. I got you two covered. Mink is helping the brother in the M-ATV.”
“Thanks, man.” Liam slowly put his bundle down. There was just enough light that he could see the shimmer in her blue eyes. “Hey, don’t cry.”
“I’m o...kay,” She bent over and gagged. She put a hand to her mouth. “Oh, my God, I killed a man.”
Liam understood. He’d tried to stop her but failed. Automatically shooting at someone, even during a fire fight, wasn’t something that came easily for anyone, much less a person
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