Chapter 6 - The Desperate Raid
I knew that returning to the abandoned truck on the bridge was an absolute impossibility because the police were heavily swarming the area.
Our only chance to save the baby was to break into a heavily guarded medical supply clinic located across town.
A highly skilled biker named Viper volunteered to drive me there on his fastest, stealthiest motorcycle.
I strapped a heavy tactical helmet onto my head and clung tightly to Viper as we sped fiercely through the dark alleys.
We finally reached the back alley of the quiet medical clinic, completely remaining hidden in the deep shadows.
Viper expertly picked the heavy steel lock on the loading dock doors within a matter of seconds.
We slipped silently into the sterile warehouse, using only a dim red tactical light to navigate the aisles.
I frantically searched the metal shelving units until I finally found the exact neonatal regulator valve the baby desperately needed.
I stuffed the crucial medical equipment into my backpack and signaled for Viper to carefully lead the way out.
As we crept back toward the loading dock, a heavy black van suddenly screeched to a halt right outside the doors.
We quickly ducked behind a stack of wooden pallets, holding our breath to avoid being detected.
The back doors of the van swung open violently, revealing several armed men dragging a struggling woman out into the rain.
I gasped softly when the dim streetlights illuminated the bruised and terrified face of the young woman.
It was Maya, Wade's missing daughter and the biological mother of the dying baby.
Marcus himself stepped out of the front passenger seat, holding a cruel, silver revolver perfectly steady in his hand.
He aggressively grabbed Maya by her hair and demanded to know where she had hidden the missing microchip.
Viper silently drew his heavy combat knife, realizing we had to execute a flawless rescue mission right this second.
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Suddenly, a loud, metallic clatter echoed from the other end of the warehouse, completely blowing our cover.
Marcus spun around instantly, aiming his massive revolver directly at the exact pallet where we were hiding.
