What Are You Willing to Risk? by P. L. Camery

Author:P. L. Camery [Camery, P. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B07MCYGWB7
Goodreads: 43313498
Publisher: BookBaby
Published: 2018-12-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4: Risk

Sweat trickled down his temples as Lawrence maintained a steady jog at the tail end of his comrades. Ahead of him three fellow uppercastmen in their blue shirts navigated the black walled maze and he held a pistol-shaped tranquilizer at eye level, ready to defend his teammates.

He saw them as soon as the leader in his unit reached the intersection. There were eight redshirts in the ambush. An unusually large group for Risk, Lawrence mused, of course with unusually large teams of fifteen each side, not unexpected. Without thought he took out the nearest two, whose weapons were raised then dodged left, narrowly missing a baton strike to the face. The boy sidekick his attacker then neutralized him with a shot to the chest. Then he heard a scream and from his peripheral spotted a downed comrade clutching his leg. The redshirt that attacked him raised his staff to strike again and Lawrence caught the end of the weapon. With one swift move he pulled it free, spun, and used it to deliver a knockout blow to the temple.

“Retreat, retreat!” He heard the lead redshirt yell.

As the remaining three followed their leader down the maze Lawrence’s captain bellowed, “After them!”

“No!” Lawrence protested, sprinting forward and using his staff to block the way, “We need to stay focused. We’re after their orb not them.”

“What the fuck Richardson! They’re getting away!” The captain came forward and shoved him back.

Lawrence lifted the tranquilizer, making the other boy raise his hands in defense, and retorted, “Good, we don’t need to waste time going after them when we could focus on winning.”

“But I’m in charge here,” the captain growled with outrage, “and I say the less active enemies the better!”

“Alright, go after them then!” Lawrence said, sidestepping out of the way, “But I’m not going to waste time running after a fight when there’s a much easier way to win.”

“Just listen to him, Eric,” one of his teammates said.

“Yeah it’s not worth the effort, they’re too far now anyways,” the other put in.

Lawrence allowed himself a small smile as he jogged back to his impaired teammate. Captain Eric rolled his eyes, “Whatever.” No longer interested in his captain, Lawrence crouched down and pulled his injured friend, so he was leaning against the wall then handed him the tranquilizer. “Hold on there, Richardson, what the fuck are you doing now?”

Ignoring Eric, Lawrence said, “You won’t be able to run with us since you’re injured, here, you can use this to defend yourself.”

“Oh no, oh hell no!” Eric roared, “What the hell that’s our best weapon!”

“And the only one that will be useful to him,” Lawrence retorted with an icy calm.

“And why the hell does he need a weapon!”

“How would you like to be left crippled and defenseless?” Lawrence countered. Eric delivered a furious glare and his hands clenched into fists, threatening to strike, but he said nothing. “That’s what I thought.” Lawrence stood then addressed the boy on the floor, “If anyone comes, I’m going to need you to shoot so you can keep them away from us.

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