Ron swung around at the explosion of sound off to his side, seeing the man emerge from the wall, stumbling a couple of steps into the room, then charging him.  He shot his last round at the man, point blank.  The gun clicked just before Ron was lifted from the floor, losing his grip on Vivian.  The man carried him across the room and slammed him into the wall hard enough to break out the sheetrock around two studs. 

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“That’s his field name.  He’s often our guardian angel…”  He didn’t say that he’d been called “Angel of Death” by soldiers on three continents that he was charged with protecting people from.

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The guards should have been watching the cameras, and he didn’t want them to think he was trying to keep the knife.  He wasn’t going to give them an excuse to do anything to him. 

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You tell me, Joseph.  I’m sure you’re the one that authorized the transfers.  I should have known you were lying to me the whole time.  I won’t make the same mistake twice.  How long have you been cooperating with the SVR?

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The front Excursion exploded in a fireball in front of them, lifting off the ground and landing on its side.  Owen slammed on the brakes.  He smacked the shifter into reverse as the big diesel engine revved.  The rear tires spun as the axle hopped, looking for traction. 

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There was an anger reflected in the engineer’s eyes that he’d seldom seen before.  He didn’t know where it came from, but he respected it and it reflected his own rage.  Deke took Raul’s hand and looked into his eyes.  “End them.”  Both men nodded. 

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