Angel Down by Lois Greiman

Author:Lois Greiman [Greiman, Lois]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Military, Suspense, Contemporary, Crime
ISBN: 9781943772889
Google: GBrADgAAQBAJ
Publisher: NYLA
Published: 2017-05-23T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

Eddy stared at Gabe. Six feet four inches of solid male lay at her feet. “Durrand?” She said his name softly. There was no answer. Not even a flicker of recognition. “Durrand!” Nothing.

Squashing every fidgety instinct in her, she knelt beside him. She’d been trained to field dress wounds. She’d been trained, she reminded herself and found she had forgotten the simplest instructions. Taking a deep breath, she settled back on her heels and forced herself to examine the injury. It was high on his shoulder, well away from his heart. That was something, at least. Still, she’d have to staunch the bleeding, she thought, but realized in a moment that it was far too late for that. He’d probably stopped hemorrhaging hours ago…while they were racing downhill dodging bullets and boulders. She exhaled slowly and dropped her head between her knees. No point in passing out, as well. Not that a trained operative would pass out. She closed her eyes.

Then again, how much worse could it be if she were unconscious? They were alone in the jungle with the police chasing them. They were lost, and the lead on their suicide mission had been wounded, maybe fatally.

She inhaled carefully. Exhaled slowly. No time for that kind of thinking. First things first. She had to get him out of the elements. Get him fluids. Get him medical help.

Which meant that he was right, they needed a car. She’d have to convince someone to stop. Maybe if some Good Samaritan saw him lying there he’d stop to help. More likely, they’d careen past and call the police. Colombia was not a wealthy country, but everyone and his sister had a cell phone and…

The sound of an engine stopped her thoughts. Someone was coming. Standing quickly, she dashed toward the road then jerked to a halt. There was no reason to assume the motorists weren’t the very same people they’d been running from. But perhaps that was a moot point. If she didn’t get medical help, Durrand would die. Stumbling onto the road, she braced her legs and waved both hands.

A white pickup truck raced toward her, swung wide and rushed past, leaving fumes and a raw feeling of panic in its wake. She stared dismally after it then fought to contain her despair. No time for that.

Maybe if she had a flag, something to wave, they would see her early enough to realize she posed no threat.

Hurrying back to Durrand, she retrieved his discarded shirt. Then, noticing his gun, she snatched it from the ground and raced back to the road. Another car was coming. She could hear it. White-hot hope surged inside her. She rushed downhill and fell, sliding five feet before stopping herself. Pain seared her hip, but it was her shin that ached the worst. Gasping, she wobbled to her feet and limped on. A red Volkswagen, far past its prime, was roaring up. Stumbling from the trees, she waved the shirt, but the dilapidated Beetle breezed past.

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