The Wraith_Danger Close by Jeffery H. Haskell

Author:Jeffery H. Haskell [Haskell, Jeffery H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Molten Press
Published: 2019-08-30T16:00:00+00:00

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“Is she dead?” Pedro asked the man next to him.

“How the hell should I know,” Oscar replied. They had almost fifty men on site and this woman on the ground had killed nearly twenty of them before they brought her down. She was covered in blood, lying face down in the grass next to the pool. Oscar briefly thought how attractive she would be naked… if not for all the people she had just killed.

Eight of them circled her. None were tempted to go and nudge her to see if she really was alive.

“What’s that noise?” a man whose name Oscar couldn’t remember said from behind. They looked up where the sound was coming from and they saw her, like an angel descending from heaven.

The brushed metallic armored figure hit the ground beside the fallen assassin, absorbing the impact with a light crouch as her arms came up. Blue bolts fired from the gauntlets making a sound like a battery discharging mixed with sandpaper.

Guard after guard fell, slammed away from the armored superhero as she methodically took each one out. Oscar screamed, opening fire with his SMG on the new intruder. The bullets didn’t even ricochet off her armor, they simply stopped in midair, inches from impact.

Her helmet swiveled to face the man next to him and a light flashed. The man was lifted off the ground, screaming as he was flung bodily back thirty feet to crash against the wall.

Oscar’s gun ran out of ammo. He fumbled the magazine release, his hands shaking so badly that he had to hit the button twice. He then tried to get the spare magazine out of his pants but he couldn’t get his hands inside his pocket.

That’s when the silence hit him.

He looked up; he was the only one standing. He ditched the SMG and pulled his pistol, an old, faithful .44 magnum revolver that his father had given him.

“Really?” the armored figure’s voice was surprisingly girlish.

She reached out and took the gun from his hands, bending it into a useless chunk in front of his eyes. “Do you speak English?” she asked.

He nodded. “Si, uh, señorita,” he said.

“The kids are up on the top of the mountain, safe and sound. Please go get them and make sure they are okay. Got it?” she asked.

Oscar just nodded. He then looked past her and noticed the woman with the red scarf was missing. He was thirty-years old and never in his life had anyone scared him so bad. He tried to ignore the pee running down his leg as he ran for the stairs.

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