Shit. I ended the call and shoved the phone in my pocket. Hands up, I turned around.
They marched me back towards the barn.
“I’ll let you go, Hale. Just fix the formula,” the nicely dressed man said. “I’m a man of my word.”
“Wouldn’t a man of his word believe that I can’t actually tell you the formula without running afoul of intellectual property laws?” I frowned.
“Oh, he’s coming with us.” Fiona stood there with a gun nearly as big as her, Saoirse beside her, looking ready to end someone.
My heart exploded with hope–and pride. My pack had come to rescue me.
“Hi, little ladies, can I help you?” The boss guy looked incredibly amused. “There’s a whole lot more of us than you.”
“Are you sure about that?” Fiona smirked and aimed her gun. “Let him go and no one gets hurt.”
The two guys with the rifles had dropped them and were looking around. Nobody actually had a weapon trained on me, but they were close. I kicked the first guy, knocking him down. Before the second person could move, I kicked him as well, picked up one of the rifles on the ground, trying to knock the other out of the way with my foot. I had a rifle like this, I’d gotten it as a kid, and Tad and I would go shoot targets down by the river.
“You’ll let me go and you are going to forget the whole thing about trying to recreate my drug, because you really don’t want Compass BioTek on your ass.” I slowly started walking backwards towards Saoirse and Fiona, rifle trained on them.
Someone shot at me. I started running as Fiona aimed and shot someone. I tripped, knocking something over as I fell. Getting up, I grabbed the gun and kept running, knees burning, as more shotswere fired. I turned and fired, aiming for the leg of the fancy guy, who had a handgun.
“Fucking shit,” he yelled as he fired. I ducked and kept running, as the smell of smoke tickled my nose.
“Come on,” she said, putting an arm around me.
Dusty was there with a headlamp and a gun. Saoirse was shooting people.
“Nice moves,” Fiona said as I followed them through the trees and darkness.
The bark of dogs followed. In the distance there were sirens.Thank fuck.
“I took a bunch of alpha self-defense classes to get PE units,” I replied.
Gunfire filled the air, as did the sound of sirens and the bark of dogs. Saoirse turned and fired as Fiona pushed me to keep running.
“Shit.” She pulled me out of the way right before a bullet passed.
How did she even hear that? But she was an assassin.
“I smell smoke, we need to run, because there are things in that barn that will explode when set on fire,” I said as we increased our pace.
A soul-shattering boom reverberated through the air. I turned to see flames. More shouts echoed through the trees.
Too late.
The sound of sirens intensified. Saoirse pulled us behind some trees. Before I could catch my breath, they had all three guns taken apart like fucking toys, and stowed in their backpacks.
“Impressed.” I nodded.
“My time is so good.” Fiona grinned.
“That’s my mate.” I kissed her.
“And mine.” Dusty blew Saoirse a kiss.
“We need to exfil, Carlos is waiting,” Saoirse replied. “Don’t worry, there is no footage of us.”
I was still holding the rifle. “What should I do with this?”
