Asset One by Jack Mars

Asset One by Jack Mars

Author:Jack Mars [Mars, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jack Mars
Published: 2024-07-30T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Falling probably saved Lara’s life, because the neo-Nazi with the chair missed his backhand swing.

Still struggling to maintain consciousness after blacking out for a moment, Lara flipped onto her back saw the man heft the chair over his head to bring it down in a crushing blow, and kicked out with both her feet.

She got him in both knees, more out of luck than skill. He gasped, eyes tearing up as he fell to the floor.

For a moment, he and Lara remained where they were, trying to recover.

She recovered first.

A right cross to the jaw knocked him out.

Rubbing her head and staggering to her feet, she surveyed the scene. One neo-Nazi dead. The rest unconscious or so severely cut they weren’t a threat. She grabbed the gun, did a quick survey to make sure there weren’t any more in the room, and headed out, stumbling a little, worried that the sound of the fight had alerted the entire building.

It turned out to not be an issue. Lara methodically went through every floor, room by room, and discovered no one else in the building. Only then did she call for back-up.

She could have brought in the counterterrorism squad and Ridley the moment she subdued Eckhart, but she wanted to do it alone. Easier that way. All she had to worry about was herself and not some guy getting in the line of fire.

The German counterterrorism police came swarming into the building, all Kevlar and bravado. Thomas Ridley came strolling in after them, looking casually around him. He didn’t even have his gun drawn.

“Why aren’t you in formation?” she asked.

“Because there’s no threat. You’ve already neutralized it.”

“You’re beginning to get the picture.”

Ridley looked at her with concern. “Are you in pain?”

“I-I beg your pardon?”

Damn it, stuttering again! Why the hell is he asking me how I feel?

“Did you get wounded?”

Oh.

“Got smacked upside the head by a chair. I’m fine.”

Except for the throbbing headache I'll probably suffer all night. Not as bad as being shot, but still not my favorite way to spend an evening.

“Let me see.”

“I said I’m fine.”

“I have my Army medic’s qualification. I’m sure you know that from my file.”

“It’s only a bad bump.”

“I’ll be the judge of that. If we’re working together on this mission, I have to make sure you’re in top health.”

“Oh, all right,” she grumbled.

Ridley got behind her and gently touched the back of her head. He was so careful he didn’t hurt her at all. In fact, his fingertips gently brushing her hair aide and touching the bump sent tingles down her spine.

“Quite the bump, you’re right. Just a bit of bleeding. Any other injuries?”

“A couple of scrapes and bumps. Nothing serious.”

“Do you feel thirsty? Dizzy?”

“I don’t have a concussion.”

"It's oozing blood, but nothing too bad. I think you'll be fine."

She turned around. “Good. I mean, um, thank you.”

Ridley inclined his head toward the entrance.

“What did you find in there?”

“Some computers we need to check out. Only one gun. I didn’t do a thorough search, though.



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