Eye on the Spy: Thriller (Capitol Affairs Book 1) by Clark Collins

Author:Clark Collins [Collins, Clark]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-07-24T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Sergei’s head was spinning. His temples were pounding. People were yelling and screaming on the train. Several passengers were attending to the man who had been shot by one of the Russian goons. This was already a bad situation. Shooting that innocent civilian, who would probably bleed to death if he didn’t soon receive emergency medical care, had only made things worse. Every type of law enforcement would be gunning for them now. And of course, they wouldn’t make a distinction between him and the people who were holding him hostage. One dead Russian operative was as good as another. Their bullets wouldn’t spare him. If he was going to find a way out of this death trap, he would have to do it on his own.

This was do or die. Point of no return. She shoved the gun barrel into his ribs. He winced. That was a menacing, homicidal look in her eyes. He knew that she wasn't afraid to pull the trigger.

The two dapper thugs, who both stood over six foot five and weighed around 260 pounds of granite steel, did their best to intimidate the entire train car into silence and submission. But every now and then, from somewhere in the train car, as if compelled by some sort of ancestral death urge, some primal desire to take on the dragon, someone would begin yelling at the captors, cursing them, challenging them, taunting them. Whenever those bursts of reckless, rebellion occurred a group of passengers would rush towards and swiftly muzzle the offender.

“Are you crazy?”

“Shut up!”

“You’re going to get us all killed!”

And on and on it went, chaos. Human beings untethered, hoping, praying that these wouldn’t be their last moments, hoping, praying that they wouldn't be the next one writhing on the floor, slowly but surely bleeding to death.

From the chatter in Russian between Irina—that was name that she had given him—and the two men it became clear to Sergei that they were expecting to be picked up by helicopter.

“Helicopter?” He couldn’t help saying out loud.

Irina’s eyes flashed towards him. One of the guys rushed towards him, pistol pointing straight at his forehead. He shivered. The gun was going to go off at any minute. This would be it. His brains would be splattered on the glass. “What did you say?” The brute growled in his face.

Sergei’s eyes shot open with fear. He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out. He swallowed, tried to move some saliva around in his mouth. He legs wobbled beneath him. “I was just saying—”

He words were cut short by a hard blow to the stomach. He hunched over. A thick muscular hand wrapped around his neck and hoisted him into the air. The grip grew tighter and tighter. The color drained from Sergei’s face. Time slowed down. He felt as if the entire train were looking at him, watching him take his last, desperate, dying breaths. He kicked his legs in the air. Scratched and clawed and the hand that was slowly crushing neck.

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