Chasing Dirt (CHASE WEN THRILLER) by Brandt Legg

Author:Brandt Legg [Legg, Brandt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Laughing Rain
Published: 2019-12-11T16:00:00+00:00

Thirty-Five

In her rush to get out of the cottage, Wen hadn’t told Chase when to start shooting. Typically he waited for her lead, but in this case, he needed to fire first. She held her breath, upset at the oversight, one she rarely made. Looking at the men surrounding the cottage, then at her phone, Wen had to risk a call.

“Yeah,” he whispered, answering.

“Shoot whenever you have a shot starting when you see the first one—which should be any second. There are six,” she said. “Love you.”

Chase, the bag of dirt still slung on his back, had wanted to ask her a million questions once he saw the helicopter, but clearly she was still going with the original plan. “Don’t lose the dirt, and don’t die,” he told himself. “Not necessarily in that order.”

As soon as the first two men got near the door, he fired. He was fairly sure one was dead, and the other close to it, or at least badly injured.

“Not bad for a decoy,” he said, only expecting to scare them in a bluff.

Two more had gone around the back of the house, one to each side. It was a routine military operation. None of the attackers seemed fazed or deterred by the returning fire.

Okay, Colonel, now you know you blew the element of surprise, Wen thought to herself while she started counting and estimating steps, distances, bullets, and breaths, calculating every variable. She knew from her training, and her years in the field, that of the seven people involved in the pre-dawn skirmish, five were already dead—they just didn’t know it yet. Her job was to figure out who and how, and to make sure she and Chase weren’t among the casualties.

Chase fired out the back window, ran across to the front of house, and fired another shot from there. Neither one hit anything, mainly because he wasn’t firing at specific targets, just trying to make them believe there were two people inside.

Very good, Colonel, you seem to be falling for my elementary trick. Yes, we are both in the house . . . keep going, Wen thought, still not wanting to reveal her position, yet not willing to risk Chase getting overwhelmed before she could strike. Instead of using her gun, she crept behind one of the men. The pilot from earlier flashed in her mind, and the moment of hesitation almost cost her. The man turned around, raising his gun. Their eyes met in an instant of fear.

She still managed to snap his neck. The maneuver, much riskier and difficult from the front, was not as clean as usual, yet was no less effective. Wen chided herself for only an instant, she couldn’t risk another lapse. Focus!

She worked her way back around to the other man, catching up to him just as he was approaching the front door. This time she grabbed his head from behind—took his chin in one hand, the top of his head in the other, and pulled in opposite directions.

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