Executive Reaction by C.W. Lemoine

Author:C.W. Lemoine
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: military aviation, vigilante justice, political thriller, Espionage, best spy novels, President, Hostages
Publisher: Mover Media LLC
Published: 2015-10-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty

Spectre covered their escape as Buck and company disappeared into the dark brush in the tree line. He waited until they were completely out of sight before he turned back toward the abandoned village. He had work to do.

As Spectre turned back toward the empty school building, he felt a rain droplet hit his head. Spectre wiped his forehead as a second and third droplet hit his arms. He could hear the rumble of thunder in the distance. Although it was not ideal, the rain would aid his concealment in the darkness.

Once he had sufficient cover, Spectre took a moment to take in his surroundings. He didn’t have the benefit of a map or pre-mission study of the island and its layout. He had no idea where to even begin to look for Decker. It was going to take a systematic building-by-building search to find her.

But Spectre was ready to do whatever it took to find and save her. She had become his life in the last six months. He would get her off the island or die trying. There were no other options.

Spectre saw floodlights at the building across from the school. It appeared to be a two-story barracks once used to house the unaccompanied bachelors of the former naval base. Spectre decided that was as good a place as any to start his search and set out for it.

Spectre stayed low, keeping his handgun up and ready as he moved to the nearest tree for concealment. He didn’t intend to go loud, but he also wanted to have his weapon ready in case he happened upon an unexpected threat. Spectre stopped at the first tree and crouched, keeping his scan going for threats. He could hear the sound of engines far off in the distance, but they were behind him. He assumed that it was coming from the flight line, from where they had been marched to their holding location.

Satisfied that there were no threats in the nearby area, Spectre took off toward the next tree. The rain started coming down harder, soaking his t-shirt and obscuring his vision. Spectre kept his weapon up as he scanned for threats. Once he reached the tree, he stopped and surveyed the entrance.

The entryway was clear. Spectre took a deep breath as he prepared to sprint for it. He had to move quickly to avoid getting caught in the “fatal funnel” in the doorway. He had a much higher chance of survival by avoiding the doorway where he had no chance of cover or concealment.

As he started to move, Spectre froze and dropped to his belly. A man with an AK-47 slung over his shoulder stepped out near the floodlight. Spectre watched as the man dug around in his pocket and pulled out a cigarette before lighting it up. The man looked out into the darkness toward Spectre, but the rain made it impossible for him to see the prone Spectre.

Weighing his options, Spectre considered his next move. He was less than thirty yards from the oblivious terrorist.

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