Page 110 of Balls to the Walls


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“Did he?” Ivan asked, sending me a shrewd look.

My eyes widened as I caught on to his meaning. “No.” I glanced around, then lowered my voice and leaned in close. “Are you telling me that the treasure in that place was real? That?—”

“Keep your voice down!” he ordered. “The point is, it did not work so well for Indiana Jones. We cannot just replace the baby and hope we don’t set off the bomb.”

“Right, so what do we do?”

“We must dismantle the bomb.”

“Cool,” I nodded. “I can do that.”

“No, you cannot. You do not have the skills to do this.”

I snorted at him. “I’ve worked with an EOD expert. I think I can handle this.”

“And I think you will end up in tiny pieces on the ground with only the dogs to sniff you out and confirm you are human.”

Well, when he put it that way, it did make me rethink my abilities. “Okay, then what’s the plan? How do we save the baby and dismantle the bomb?”

“It is not possible to do both. But, if I can delay signal for just two seconds, you could take baby and run.”

“Two seconds,” I nodded. “I’ll need a flak jacket and some kind of cage to shove the baby in to protect her when the bomb goes off. I can attach it to the front of my chest and you can shove the baby inside. Then I’ll slam the cage closed and run across the street. We’ll still take the hit, but at least it gives the kid a chance.”

Ivan smirked at me. “I was actually thinking that there is drainage system right there,” he pointed down the sidewalk. It was one of those large grates that could fit a whole person, possibly even the stroller. But if it got stuck, it would explode in our faces. But it was better than my idea.

“Okay, then let’s do this.”

“We must be very careful when we move stroller. Too many bumps could set off the bomb.”

“Right.”

“And we cannot wake the baby.”

I nodded again. This was going to be easy peasy. “So, who’s going to push the stroller?”

“I will push stroller. You will place your hand on baby’s stomach to prevent her from shaking.”

Put my hand in the stroller with a bomb? “Yeah, that sounds like more of a you job. See, I was thinking that since you’re the expert in this area, I would push the stroller and you could hold the baby. Then, when we get to the hole, you can lift the baby while I shove the stroller in.”

“But I need to delay the timer. I cannot lift the baby and delay the timer.”

“So, we need a third person. Someone who’s willing to do anything for you and isn’t afraid of getting hurt.”

We both looked at each other. “Sasha,” we said at the same time.

“I will call him. You look after baby.”

He ran off before I could counter his orders. I stood next to the stroller, peeking inside to make sure the little tike was okay. Despite everything going on around him, he was still silent as the grave. Maybe a little too silent. God, I hoped he hadn’t died from like…radiation from the bomb or something.

Meanwhile, the mother was still standing there, crying as she watched me.

Not knowing what else to do, I jerked my chin at her. “So, how’s it going?”

I winced when her sobs grew louder. Shit, that probably wasn’t the best thing to say.

“He is on his way,” Ivan said as he came back.

“You know, that blanket is maybe wrapped a little tight around him. Are you sure he’s still breathing?”

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