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God that is crazy. He has his head screwed on though, waiting for us.
“Thanks. Claudius, I need a clearing to get to Diego. He might make a run for it if he sees we’re taking his guys out. I need you to cover us.”
“Don’t worry about that. We have you covered. Move on three.”
I look to Vincent who nods.
One . Two. Three.
It’s time to play.
Vincent and I fly out from behind the pillar. I whip out my handguns and start shooting at the same time that Claudius and his men step out to cover us.
Vincent and I empty our guns in the men who come for us and the spray of bullets that come from above finishes them off.
I’m surprised I don’t get hit.
Bodies lie before us. We took down at least fifty men. If they’re not dead, they’re nearly there. I don’t have time to check.
What catches my eye is Diego. He’s taken note of the way we’ve stepped things up and the fucker doesn’t like it. He’s about twenty five feet up from us and the motherfucker clocks on to me looking at him and is backing away like the dog he is, ready to flee.
“Vincent, look,” I shout as Diego starts backing away down the platform that looks like it leads out of the facility.
“I see that sick fuck. Let’s go.” Vincent starts running and I follow.
We don’t yet have the clearing I hoped for but Pa jumps out from behind his pillar and makes the path clear for us. Ten men go down and another two who were heading our way.
We have the upper hand again so we take it.
Vincent and I fly up the stairs taking three at a time, leaping up like animals. Lions out for blood.
Vincent is like a ferocious beast roaring and I follow at his side. Pa and Nick have now joined us and they’re following close behind.
Just as Diego gets to the next set of stairs that lead up to the door, Vincent fires one shot that catches him.
Triumph surges through me when Diego falls over, but the fucker is still moving. He starts crawling, as if he can really get away now. And like that?
Idiot.
We get to him and Vincent launches a kick to his body hard, like he’s kicking a ball for the winning goal.
Diego screams out from the impact and blood seeps through his jacket.
That’s where the bullet struck him, looks like it was just on his side.
Fucking asshole. He should have gone down dead like the dog he is.
Still trying to put up a fight, he launches himself up and growls whipping out his guns but I shoot him in his chest and he goes down again on his knees thrashing on the ground in obvious pain as blood pours from him.
Vincent grabs Diego by his neck and presses his gun to his head. The psycho knows it’s over for him but starts laughing. Laughing like someone told a hilarious joke.
“You people are fucking fools, all of you a joke.” Diego continues to laugh.
“We’re funny? Really? Does this look funny to you?” Vincent balks.
“Look at you, miserable fools. Incompetent, inadequate fools. Especially you.” Diego glares at me. “So blinded by love you couldn’t see for shit.”
My nerves spike.What the hell is he talking about?
