Page 65 of All He Sees
They were getting closer.
"Come out, come out, little mouse!" a voice echoed through the whole tunnel. "I know you're in here! Won't you come out and play?"
Nicky gritted her teeth.
"No one's coming to save you," one of them said. "No one's coming to help you. You're trapped down here with us. You're trapped with us forever, little girl."
Nicky took a deep breath. Stayed calm. She remembered her training. She remembered her mantra.
"I'm not afraid," she said, keeping her voice low.
"Come out!" one of the boys shouted. "Don't you want to join the other little girlies like you? I'll shoot you down like an animal, just like I did to them."
No, Nicky thought. Her worst fear was confirmed.
Clara and Erica... they were already dead. They'd been slaughtered by these maniacs.
But Mira hadn't.
I can still get out of this. I can save us both...
Nicky tried to pull Mira along faster. Keep going. Just keep moving--
A loud shot rang off, so loud it exploded though the whole tunnel. On instinct, Nicky dove at a boulder that was beside them, dragging Mira. Mira's hand slipped out of her grasp as the young woman instinctively covered her ears against the shot.
"There she is!" one boy yelled.
Mira froze in place--and so did Nicky. While Mira was right out in the open, Nicky was concealed. Shit. Her mind raced.
"There you are, my pretty little mouse," someone said, stepping up the tunnel. Nicky dared a glance over the boulder. Three shadowed boys, each holding a different type of gun, sauntered down the tunnel. Mira's legs were shaking, and she yanked her arm away from Nicky.
She was going to sacrifice herself.
"Mira, no," Nicky whispered. "Stay still. Don't move."
"That's right," a boy taunted, stepping more down the tunnel. "Stay there. Don't run. We've caught you..."
But Mira didn't stay still. She dashed like a mouse in the opposite direction, and the boys chased after.
Nicky knew this was her chance. They hadn't seen her behind the boulder.
She could ambush them as they passed, but she only had one shot to do it--disarm one of them--and take back control. They were rich frat boys. She was an FBI agent.
She would beat them.
She had to.
Her heart racing, Nicky jumped out at the moment she saw a blonde boy--who she recognized as Chad Medina--running past. Nicky launched out, kicking him hard in the side, and he screamed in agony. He dropped his gun, and Nicky snatched it. A shot rang off as the other two realized what was happening.
Nicky ducked back behind the boulder, and the shot hit the wall. In the distance, Nicky could hear Mira screaming.
Nicky didn't have a moment to think. She darted out, holding up the machinegun she'd taken from Chad. "Stop right there!" she shouted, pointing it at them. "Drop your guns," Nicky said.
"Who the fuck are you?" one of the boys said, a redhead. He was the one with the shotgun and he had it pointed at Nicky too.
She aimed her gun at him.
"I said drop your guns," she repeated. "Or I'll shoot off your dick."
