Running from the Devil by Jamie Freveletti

Author:Jamie Freveletti [Freveletti, Jamie]
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Suspense & Thrillers
ISBN: 9780061684227
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2009-04-25T23:00:00+00:00

“Don’t worry, not to the DOD. I’m taking you to Darkview’s temporary offices. I need you to tell this story again to my partner.”

Mr. Caldridge put the gun in his pocket. “I’m sorry about the gun. I wouldn’t have shot you.”

Stromeyer nodded. “I knew that.”

Mr. Caldridge looked surprised. “How?”

Stromeyer opened the door for him. “The safety was on.”

29

ALVARADO CAME TO AND SAT UP IN A GROGGY HAZE. IT WAS black as pitch. His head throbbed something awful, and his vision was blurred. Walking anywhere was out of the question. He lay back down and fell asleep.

The next morning he walked into a tense camp. The passengers huddled next to one another on one side, the guerrillas on the other. Both groups eyed Luis with dread. He was busy beating a male passenger with his bare fists. The passenger lay on the ground, his body curled into a tight ball and his arms over his head to protect himself from the blows. Luis grew tired of punching and graduated to kicking the passenger with his steel-toed boots. It sounded like he was kicking a side of beef.

Alvarado sighed at this display of Luis’s usual inability to control himself. Luis looked up and spotted him. He stopped kicking.

“Where the hell have you been? And where are Jorge and Gordo?”

“They deserted,” Alvarado said.

“What? That’s not possible.” Luis was shocked. His best men.

“Leave off the passenger and let’s go in your tent. We need to talk.”

Luis delivered one more blow to the groaning man and stormed into his tent. Alvarado followed at a slower pace. Once in the tent, he delivered the news as quickly as he could.

“The diabetic man is dead, but the tall man escaped with the help of an English-speaking woman. I believe she was the one tracking us, not El Chupacabra. Jorge and Gordo were afraid to tell you this, so they attacked me and ran off.”

Luis stood, unmoving. The only sign that showed he’d heard Alvarado was the twitching in his left cheekbone.

“I will track that man down myself and kill him. Only after he is dead will my luck change.”

Alvarado wanted to pull his hair out at Luis’s ridiculous statement. The only thing that stopped him from doing so was the fact that Luis was partially correct. His luck on this venture had been bad, and it was getting worse by the day. Nevertheless, Alvarado reached for a way to placate Luis. In point of fact, things were not at a total loss, and they were so deep in the shit now, going deeper was the only alternative.

“He is one gringo and they were three men who cannot call themselves soldiers. Surely things are not that bad, Luis. We have the hostages still, and we have lost only two to the mines instead of the ten or fifteen that we expected.”

Luis looked at Alvarado, and for the first time Alvarado saw what might have been fear in his eyes.

“The Americans have dispatched a troop of special forces to find the passengers.

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