Collapsing World: Stolen Treasure: Book 3 by G. Allen Mercer

Author:G. Allen Mercer
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Orb of Times Books
Published: 2018-01-05T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 23

Cotton floored the Humvee, putting the vehicle through violent turns in an attempt to get himself and Perez further away from the carnage surrounding her apartment, and back to the Pentagon.

“I think you can come back in,” Cotton yelled back to Perez. She was still standing in the roof-mounted gun turret.

“You sure,” she yelled over the rushing wind. She swung the gun towards anything that moved.

“Yeah, get in here.”

Perez secured the large weapon and climbed back into the Humvee, taking the other front seat and securing herself in with the military grade restraining harness.

“Who the hell were those guys, and what did they want with you?”

“I don’t know.” She didn’t have a clue. But, she suspected that it had something to do with the Russian intelligence the Admiral was talking about.

“What do you think they wanted you for?” he asked again.

She looked at him, ready to say something, and was the instant she saw the speeding truck as it T-boned them on the driver’s side.

The impact flipped the Humvee three times, sending the tumbling vehicle onto the opposite sidewalk and slamming into the side of a marble building. Coming to rest on its side, the two of the four wheels hung in the air, their spinning momentum still in motion.

Cotton shook his head back and forth, trying to focus his eyes, but he was having trouble. All he could see was blurry, and his ears rang. He had no idea what was happening. He could feel someone shaking his sleeve, but he didn’t know why.

Perez tugged at Cotton’s right arm, trying to pull him out from under the dashboard. He had not been wearing the driver restraining harness. She had one foot on the steering column of the truck, using it as leverage as she pulled. “Cotton, let’s go!” she looked out of the window and could see men climbing out of the truck that just hit them; they were armed, and spoke in Russian. “Now, soldier!” she ordered through gritted teeth.

Cotton’s vision was returning, and the ringing in his ears was waning. He could hear a woman’s voice, but he still didn’t know who, what or why. He tried to push himself up out the position he was in, and felt the hands on his sleeve help him as he did.

“Oh, Jesus,” Perez breathed. The Russian men were less than ten yards away, approaching cautiously, guns drawn and ready to fire. And that’s when she saw the grenade sitting on the opposite floorboard. She leapt for the explosive and spun around to stick her arm out of the window. She reached for the pin…

“Don’t move!” one of the men said in English, he pointed his AK-47 directly at her head. She lowered her hands below the window line of the Humvee and dropped the grenade into the large pocket of her ACUs pants; and put her hands up. The second Russian swung around to the side of the car and yanked her out. He then pulled the soldier out of the wreckage, standing him up next to Perez.

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