Hunted in the Keys by Matthew Rief

Hunted in the Keys by Matthew Rief

Author:Matthew Rief [Rief, Matthew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-04-10T05:00:00+00:00


FIFTEEN

I went to work hauling the bodies over to another pile under a patch of bushes, trying to hide them as best as I could. As I worked, my body aching as I dragged each corpse one by one, I thought about what I’d said to Cynthia. Deep down, I knew that there was no way of knowing whether or not I’d be able to keep my promise. For all I knew, there were fifty more guys armed just as heavily as the eight I’d just faced, waiting for the order to come and take me out. But one thing was certain—I wouldn’t go down without one hell of a fight.

After hiding the final body, I looked at my dive watch and saw that it was 0230. The night sky was clear and full of stars, the ocean like glass. Having searched each corpse thoroughly, I added a few toys to my arsenal, including two more M26 frag grenades, an incendiary grenade, an M4A1 with three spare magazines, and a Kevlar bulletproof vest, which I donned right away. I threw all my weapons into the chest in the kitchen pantry except my Sig, which I holstered to my leg, the M4, which I kept slung over my shoulder, and two grenades, which I kept clipped onto my belt. I also had an extra magazine for both my Sig and my M4 strapped around my waist, ready to be withdrawn at a moment’s notice if need be. The last thing I wanted was to be caught off guard while moving about the island with nothing but my Sig and dive knife at my side.

I headed back up the long spiral staircase and spent a few minutes looking out over the horizon in all directions. The salvage vessel was still anchored in the same spot, about a half of a mile off the northern tip of the island. But aside from it, there were no other boats on the water. Staring at the old rusted ship through the lens of my night vision monocular, I watched as a handful of guys scattered about on the deck. Dropping the monocular to my side, I took in a deep breath. I had no way of knowing how many of them were on the ship, but there was one thing I did know. When they decided to come back to Loggerhead, they’d do it with a much larger force than they had before. I’d dealt with assholes like Salazar many times over the course of my life, and they all had one thing in common: they hated to lose.

I reached for the small radio that was still resting at the foot of my blue folding chair. Flipping it on, I did a quick scan of the channels, and when I couldn’t get a signal, I switched it back off. The battery was getting dangerously low, its mini digital display illuminating just one red bar, and I couldn’t find a spare battery anywhere.

Grabbing my thermos from the floor, I took a few swigs of the lukewarm coffee, then set it back down.



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