Page 42 of Saved By A God
It should be quick.
Oh God! Oh God! Oh God. This is it!!!
A scream tears from my throat as I try to brace for death.
“Davai! Davai!” The man hollers. “Bystro!”
The ground shakes violently, and I’m hauled off my feet, the central remote slipping from my grasp.
BOOM.
Scorching heat blasts through the air, enough to singe the hair on my body as I’m thrown into the SUV.
“Poshli! Poshli!”
Another explosion detonates behind us, making a bright yellow light come right at us like a tsunami of fire as the SUV swerves sharply before speeding over the rubble.
The SUV lurches forward from the blast, but somehow the driver keeps control.
The final explosion rips through everything with a resounding blast.
My arms fly up to cover my head as dust and fire engulf us. A strained shriek escapes me as I wait for a world of pain to rip through my body.
It doesn’t happen, though.
The SUV races away while a thunderous roar chases us. I twist around just in time to see a wall of dust erupt from the base of my fortress while the ground shudders ferociously beneath us.
Jesus!
Balls of fire burst through the windows, one floor after the other, before vanishing behind rolling clouds of debris. Chunks of concrete rain down from the sky, some slamming hard into the roof of the SUV.
“Davai!” the man beside me shouts.
The vehicle swerves again, throwing me against the door. Dust swallows everything, my fortress disappearing behind a towering gray cloud while the sounds of metal bending, glass shattering, and concrete giving way tear straight through me.
My life’s work collapses behind me.
My safe place.
My servers and mainframes. So many years of working non-stop.
Every wall I built to keep my family alive and safe.
My chin quivers, and for one broken second, I can’t breath past the heartache ripping through my chest.
The next instant, something is yanked over my head, and all the light is blocked out.
No!
My arms fly up, but strong hands easily restrain me, and metal cuffs are locked around my wrists, a chain rattling and restricting my movements as I continue to resist.
No!No!No!
I lurch to the side, trying to hit the asshole, but he uses his body weight to force me down, then pressure is clamped over my mouth and nose.
“Let me go!” I scream, my words smothered against whatever he’s holding to my face. Panic explodes through me, wild and violent, and I buck beneath him with everything I have. “Fucking asshole! My family is going to kill you.”
Enzo.
