The American Agent by Dabbs Eric

Author:Dabbs, Eric [Dabbs, Eric]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B08BXZBWQ9
Goodreads: 54741576
Publisher: RED PUB
Published: 2020-12-03T08:00:00+00:00

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Alex imagined using the Porsche as a battering ram to get through Coraco's front gate. In his mind, he stormed the mansion with guns a blazing, a grenade blasting through the front door, ripping the security force to shreds, only to be mowed down by automatic fire after discovering Samantha wasn't even there.

He shook himself after the enlightening vision and came to the conclusion that a full frontal assault might not be the best course of action.

Alex grimaced at the thought of a multitude of bullets ending his existence on planet Earth. No, this rescue operation needed to be carried out with extreme caution. Using stealth, in the dark of night, he would infiltrate Coraco's mansion in order to get Samantha out alive. Or should the mansion be his first target? It was the most obvious choice, of course, but the enemy probably already thought of that. Maybe he should take a look inside the structure that lay to the west of the main house? It was secluded on the property, like the warehouse. He remembered spotting it from the helicopter before he jumped. This secondary location would be an ideal place to hold Samantha until Coraco determined what to do with her. This conclusion solidified his decision as he brought the Porsche to a stop on the shoulder of the road a quarter of a mile from Coraco's front gate.

Out of the car, he cut a trail through the woods.

With the M4 assault rifle nudging limbs and brush aside, Alex broke into a clearing, spotting a house with a porch across the front at the top of the hillside. He guessed the house provided lodging for the security guards. He leaned against the side of the dwelling and picked off the stickers he'd collected while trudging through a briar patch.

He peeked around the corner. From the looks of it, the majority of Coraco's guards had been dispatched to locations surrounding the main estate and the warehouse facility. Only one man sat in a wooden chair on the porch, rocking, humming.

Alex tossed a rock over the porch rail. It bounced twice and tumbled to a stop near the man's boot. The guard went quiet, edged up in the chair.

Alex backed behind the corner and waited.

Hard heeled boots scuffed across the wood planks. "Quién está ahí?" Who's there?

The barrel of a pistol extended over the hand rail. From a cloak of darkness, Alex reached up and snatched the gun from the guard; the hard yank pulled the man forward, his figure tumbling over the railing and crashing headfirst into the ground. Alex grimaced. That had to hurt...for about a second. He tossed the firearm away, knelt and found a pulse. For a moment, he thought the guy might have broken his neck.

Alex dragged the guard to a shadowy spot around the side of the house and then hustled up the porch steps. Peering through one of the windows, he saw a living room with a fireplace. Inside, the place was dark, but a light at the end of the hall revealed some of the interior features.

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