The Corrector by Ethan Jones

Author:Ethan Jones
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction
Publisher: Knightsville Books
Published: 2019-02-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-nine

Three miles north of Deraa City

Syria

“Saif, Saif, answer me!” Javin shouted.

Saif wheezed, then let out a bloody cough. “Eh . . . I’m . . . I’m dying.”

Javin shook his head. “No, you’re not. It’s a scratch. We’ll patch you up.”

Saif grinned. “I’m gone, Javin.”

“Hey, stay with me, stay,” Javin shouted.

He pushed hard on the side wound, trying in vain to stop the blood as it gushed from the wound.

The Land Rover stopped near the truck, and Claudia rushed toward them.

“Bring the kit,” Javin called out.

She nodded and hurried back to the Land Rover.

“Stay . . . hey, talk to me,” Javin said to Saif, who had closed his eyes.

He did not reply. His breathing had gotten slower, his chest barely moving. Blood was still oozing from the wound.

Javin pulled out his knife and cut Saif’s shirt. Bunching it, he pressed on the wound. The blood flow slowed down, the shirt soaking it up.

“Saif, Saif, hey, stay, stay with me.”

“Javin, Javin, I’ve got him now,” Claudia said. “Help me. Let’s get him down.”

Javin nodded.

They placed Saif on the sand next to the truck, and Claudia began to attend to Saif’s wound.

Javin sat on the ground, placed his rifle next to him, and glanced at his bloodied hands. How . . . how did things go so wrong? We lost two men in a couple of minutes. Saif could die at any moment, and the gunmen aren’t far away.

He cursed the fatal turn of events, wondering what else could go sideways.

Then he looked up at Zeki pointing a pistol at Javin’s head.

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