Page 5 of Pucker Factor


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“Can we discuss what’s really important? Like why the hell you’re strapped to a bomb?”

“Um…”

“You say that a lot,” I snapped.

She tossed her hands up in frustration. We all watched in slow motion as the dead man’s switch slipped from her grasp and went flying through the air. Without thinking twice, I leaped for her, tackling her to the ground and covering her body with mine. I heard the metal clang of the switch hitting the ground, but nothing happened. Slowly, I lifted my head and looked at the others huddled on the ground also. One by one, we stood and stared at the switch laying at our feet.

IRIS bent over and picked it up, clicking it a few times. “It’s a fake. A very good one. What the fuck?”

“But very noble of you to jump on the girl with the bomb. Not only would you not have protected her from the bomb strapped to her chest, it would have been a direct hit to you,” IKE snorted.

“It was instinct,” I argued.

“It was stupid. You should have let her blow up.”

“Hey!” the woman snapped.

While I was arguing with IKE, IRIS was checking out the work on the bomb, rubbing his hand across his jaw. “Agreed, you should have let her blow up.” His fingers ran along the wire, pulling at one that was now free from the vest. “You just yanked the wire on the timer!”

“What?” the woman shrieked.

“How much time do we have?” IKE said.

“Two minutes,” IRIS said, immediately getting to work on the vest again. “If we’re lucky.”

We didn’t have time for the elevator. This was going to be a fast extraction. I ran to the window, grabbing a chair on the way and tossing it at the window. It bounced off, nearly hitting me in the process.

“That was very effective,” IKE said.

I pulled my gun, irritated, and fired off several rounds. IKE joined in, and soon the window started to shatter. This time when I grabbed the chair, the glass shattered and the chair fell forty floors beneath us. I ran over to my bag, pulled two parachutes, and tossed one to IKE.

“You have a parachute? Why the fuck do you carry around a parachute.”

I quickly started attaching it. “Because we flew with Scottie.”

“That doesn’t explain anything.”

“It would if you flew with him,” I said, buckling myself in. I ran over to IRIS just as he was cutting the vest from the woman’s body. I grabbed her hand and hauled ass to the window. “You’d better hang on tight.”

She pulled her hand from mine, staring at the gaping hole plunging forty floors in sheer terror. She shook her head slowly, then looked back at me. “You want to go out the window?”

“It’s either that or get blown up.”

“I’ll get blown up!”

“Lady, we don’t have time for this!”

“My name isn’t lady.”

“Where’s my parachute?” IRIS asked.

“I only had two. You’re riding bitch,” I answered.

“I’m not going out that window,” the woman argued.

“Hey, if you get blown up, it’s no skin off my nose,” IKE said to IRIS.

“Why do I have to do this?” he whined. “I’ll trade you. You like danger.”

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