Chapter 6 - Hunting the Hunters
I pulled Lily from the wreckage and dragged her over the concrete barrier.
We tumbled down a steep, wooded embankment on the side of the highway.
Thick trees and dense brush quickly swallowed us, hiding us from the road above.
"Stay under this fallen log, and do not make a sound," I ordered Lily softly.
She nodded bravely, clutching her knees to her chest in the dirt.
I checked my weapon and slipped silently into the shadows of the forest.
I was no longer a mother fleeing from a fight.
I was a Special Operations major in my element.
Five mercenaries slid down the embankment, their flashlights cutting through the dim woods.
They were loud, clumsy, and overly confident.
I waited in the branches of a thick oak tree until the first man passed beneath me.
I dropped down silently, wrapping my arm around his throat in a blood choke.
He was unconscious in four seconds without making a single sound.
I lowered him to the ground and took his spare ammunition.
I moved like a ghost through the ferns, stalking the remaining four men.
I used my combat knife to quietly dispatch two more mercenaries in the thick fog.
The last two men realized they were being hunted and panicked.
They started firing wildly into the trees, completely destroying their own night vision.
I stepped out from behind a massive boulder and fired two precise shots.
Both men dropped instantly, their weapons clattering against the rocks.
The woods fell completely silent once again.
I walked over to the leader's body and searched his tactical vest.
I found a sleek, encrypted satellite phone in his inner pocket.
The screen suddenly lit up with an incoming text message.
I looked at the sender's name and felt my blood freeze in my veins.
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The message was from my husband, David.
David had been pronounced dead in a military helicopter crash three years ago.
