Page 64 of So Sinister
“It’ll have to be…” She stopped and raised an eyebrow.“Now, actually.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, he’s walking to the parking lot, bruisers in tow.Huh.I guess he was just at the office for a few minutes today.”
“Well, we won’t look a gift asset in it’s mouth.Let me know when it’s done.”
“Will do.”
Miranda looked down at Asset Sierra-9.The dog was calm and focused on its target.Good.
His voice carried as he approached the vehicle.“When you get a wife, you’ll understand.She needs me home, so work can wait.”
“I think we might take off when you get home,” the big Caucasian guard said.“We don’t want to intrude on your privacy.”
“Don’t forget to ask about her sister,” the big African American guard said.
Dr.Friedman rolled his eyes.“Not gonna ask about her sister.”
Miranda’s shoulders tensed.Okay,she sent to Asset Sierra-9.N—
Tires screeched, breaking Miranda’s concentration and causing her to flinch.A van skidded to a halt next to Dr.Friedman and his guards.The driver pointed a small handgun at them and fired three times.Darts pierced the necks of all three.Dr.Friedman pressed a hand to his throat, then sank to his knees almost immediately.The guards lasted a few seconds longer.The Caucasian groggily reached for his pistol while the African American tried to step in front of Dr.Friedman.
Then their knees buckled, and they fell too.Miranda watched, shocked, as the driver—wearing a ski mask—hopped out of the van, grabbed Dr.Friedman, and pulled him inside.He jumped back into the driver’s seat and took off.The whole thing lasted fifteen seconds.
She looked at Asset Sierra-9 and saw a small smile on the dog’s face.Itwasa damned smile too.
“You knew,” she said.“You knew, didn’t you?”
Asset Sierra-9 looked placidly at her.
Voices carried to her, and she looked up and saw security officers rushing to the scene.She ducked behind the car and led Asset Sierra-9 away, staying low so they wouldn’t be seen.She popped up behind their car, parked three rows away, and stayed behind it while the security officers tended to the fallen bodyguards and called for vehicles to chase the fleeing kidnapper.
She tapped her earpiece.“Sir?”
“Is it done?”
“Uh… Well…”
***
David groaned.He opened his eyes and found himself staring at the roof of a vehicle.He tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness came over him, and he lay back down.
He had been kidnapped.Someone had shot him, Greg, and Jeff, and now he was in their van.Greg and Jeff weren’t here, so they must have been left for dead.
He gasped.Oh God.They’d gotten to him.The 93rdhad gotten to him!
He frowned.So why was he still alive?
The van came to a halt.David got to his knees, still groggy, but determined to fight at all costs.He had to get back to Faith.He had to tell people what was happening.Most of all, he really wanted not to die.
The door opened.David launched himself at the silhouette of the man in the doorway.The man sidestepped his punch and wrapped him up in a wrestling hold.David struggled for a second, then his stomach turned.He retched, and the next instant, he found himself bent over, vomiting onto the ground.
A young man’s voice said, “You need to stay calm.We need to get you out of here before the 93rdfinds us.”
David blinked.“What?”
“Come on.”
