Bring It (Sabel Security #2) by James Seeley

Author:James, Seeley [James, Seeley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: thriller, Fiction, Mystery
ISBN: 9780988699694
Goodreads: 22006603
Publisher: Machined Media
Published: 2014-04-22T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 29

“Down! Get DOWN!” I yelled in my command baritone when my logical brain came back online. “Hands in front of you! NOW!”

The big guy belly-flopped on the floor, his hands outstretched as ordered. From the descriptions we had, he had to be Caldwell and the other one Patterson.

Patterson shouted, “I’ve got him covered. You frisk him.”

“GET ON THE GROUND!” Carmen yelled in Patterson’s ear.

“He’s armed!” Patterson repeated. “I’ve got him.”

“Drop or I’ll shoot you,” Carmen said.

“We need them alive!” I said.

Patterson, just a silhouette with the light behind him, nodded at Carmen as if he were one of us.

A grenade rolled in the door and right to my foot. I swatted it back up the ramp with my rifle. Years in Little League finally paid off. The explosion was deafening. After a few seconds of stunned silence, the roof over the ramp collapsed on one side, leaving a triangular exit. While it narrowed the angle for them to shoot at us, it also meant a more dangerous departure.

“I know who he is,” Caldwell said, his eyes locked on Patterson. “Don’t shoot. I’ll tell you—”

Patterson fired three quick shots into the big man’s brain.

Carmen slammed her rifle’s stock into Patterson’s head. As he fell, I wrenched the pistol from his hand and tossed it aside. I held his wrist and slammed my boot into his shoulder. He howled.

“Stay down,” I said. For emphasis, I placed the muzzle of my rifle at his ear.

He stopped struggling.

Carmen waved her phone around the room for a few long seconds.

“What the hell are you doing?” I said. “Secure the area.”

“Evidence,” Carmen said, putting her phone away.

She tugged at the straps holding Ms. Sabel. In seconds, she had the top half freed but had to work harder on the legs. Ms. Sabel didn’t move. Carmen took the boss’s pulse, checked her eyes, and looked at me. “Barely conscious.”

My finger squeezed around the trigger as the rage in my head mounted.

I’d killed men for less, but never an immobilized prisoner.

Carmen said, “Don’t. She wouldn’t want that.”

Carmen was right. I put my boot to Patterson’s head and kicked his skull into the concrete. He exhaled like an unconscious man. I let go of his limp arm. I said, “One twitch and you’re a dead man.”

Unfortunately, he didn’t twitch.

A noise outside caught my ear. Running to the door, I saw a figure trying to squeeze into the triangular opening and fired a couple bursts up the ramp. He fled before I could get a bead on him. The ramp was a tactical death trap for both sides. Stalemate for now.

I slapped plasticuffs on Patterson, stepped to Carmen’s side, and looked at Ms. Sabel. Her right eye was black and swollen; her left cheek was scraped and bruised. Her eyes floated independently, one rolled back in her head, the other tried to focus.

“You motherf—” I turned to yell at Patterson but stopped, too angry to finish. I raised my rifle only to feel Carmen’s tug again. I cursed and kicked the man a second time, harder.

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