Last Stand (Jack Forge, Lost Marine Book 9) by James David Victor

Author:James David Victor
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Fairfield Publishing
Published: 2020-02-05T00:00:00+00:00

BERETTA BURST out of the conduit and into the side corridor. He paused to get his bearings, then picked the way towards the hangar deck. He paused to listen for any one nearby. Satisfied he was alone, he ran off.

Turning a corner, Beretta skidded to a halt when he saw a Marine lying on the deck. They looked dead. Beretta ran on, but as he passed the prone body, he saw they were alive but trapped in a confinement field generated by the tactical suit itself.

Beretta kneeled and pulled off the helmet. He smiled and laughed as he saw Heaton’s face, a mixture of relief and anxiety.

“Ah, boss,” Heaton said, his voice quivering, “thank you for freeing me.”

Beretta smiled. “They used your own suit to confine you. Those Marines are a bunch of scroats.”

“Yes, boss,” Heaton said. “Glad I left and joined your organization.”

Beretta nodded. “But you kind of had no choice. I mean, I was going to kill you, wasn’t I?”

“But I helped out, didn’t I, boss?”

Beretta patted Heaton on the head. “Yes, you did. And you failed. I sent you to kill Jack Forge. I thought a Marine could get close to him.”

“Sorry, boss. Give me another chance. I’ll get him this time.”

Beretta nodded. “Maybe. Let’s get you out of this suit first.”

“Yes, boss. Thank you, boss.”

Beretta patted along Heaton’s tactical suit and found one last grenade strapped to the webbing. He pulled it off the strap and pointed at the arming switch. “So I can set the length of the fuse here?”

Heaton nodded nervously.

Beretta set a long fuse.

“This should get you out of that suit,” Beretta said.

“No. Boss, no!” Heaton panicked.

Beretta set the grenade down in front of Heaton, then he took off his jacket and found the tracker Jack Forge had sent after him. He plucked the drone off and set it next to the grenade.

“There, the grenade should take care of this drone for me,” Beretta said. “I’d like to see Forge track me then.”

Heaton struggled inside the suit’s confinement field, but he could only move his head and neck.

Beretta stood up.

“I had better get to a safe distance. I think I have selected a high-yield detonation. Once you are out of that suit, come and join me on the hangar deck. We’ll be leaving soon.”

Beretta started to walk away, the shouts of fear and panic from Heaton fading away as he turned one corner and then another. The blast, when it came, rocked the corridors. Beretta stumbled slightly and then walked on, untroubled by the blast any further.

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