Page 33 of The Lost Soldier
She took a tentative step toward the foyer when the thick smell of tobacco stung her nose. She spun on her heels, trying to make a run for the window, but Jung grabbed her, hurling her back into his chest. His hand covered her mouth.
“You people have fucked with the wrong man,” Jung said.
“Do we have them all?” Chad whispered into his mic.
“All but three, including Jung,” one of his men said.
“Fuck.” Chad held his rifle in a death grip, his back against the kitchen wall, Scottie on the far side. “We have thirty minutes to get to the evacuation point.”
Scottie raised his hand, signaling he’d go around the back side of the house.
Chad nodded.
“Can we move Hunter and Kyle?” Chad asked.
“There is only one man in the room,” one of the men said.
“What do you mean only one man?” Chad asked.
“The other American is gone. Doesn’t look like he was ever here as there is only one bed.”
“Fuck.” Chad wiped the band of sweat beading across his hairline. “Get the one man out safely, got it?”
“On it, sir.”
“I’ve got eyes on Jung,” another man said. “Unfortunately, he’s got the girl.”
“God damn it.” Chad took in a deep calming breath.Can you hear me, Savanah?
Yes! Chad. Where are you?
“I’ve got your back,” Brett’s voice came over the headset. “I’m right out the family room window, and I can see them. Oh, and before I forget, I took out the other two on my way here.”
I’m coming for you. Hang tight, okay?
Hang tight? This asshole has a knife to my face, and you want me to just hang.
Not what I meant, sweetheart.
Don’t sweetheart me. Just get your ass over here and get this guy’s filthy, dirty paws off me.
Yes, dear.
“Brett. Can you get through the window?”
“Not undetected, oh fuck.”
“What now?”
“Two of his guards were left in the family room, unconscious. One is now awake, and Jung just untied him.”
“Scottie, where are you?”
“Front door. Looks like he’s sending one to come find us.”
Chad dropped his head back against the wall. “I’m going to let them capture me.”
“That’s a solid plan,” Brett said.
