Page 202 of Renegade

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“Don’t shoot,” he said.

“Hands up,” Greystone commanded.

The man raised his arms. Greystone recognized him as one of the men in the terror cell.

“Stand up,” Greystone said.

As the man started to rise, he grabbed a gun from the suitcase.

Caroline opened fire.

POP! POP! POP! POP!

The man fell forward onto the clothes.

Teddy snatched the weapon away from him, felt his pulse. “Gone.”

They stared at him for several seconds before the faintest sound caught Greystone’s ear. “Someone’s in the back bedroom,” he whispered.

Caroline ran out. Greystone strode after her as she came to an abrupt halt outside the second bedroom and hugged the wall, her rifle at the ready.

He entered and swept the room.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Bullets whizzed past him. He spun toward the darkened bathroom and opened fire.

POP! POP! POP! POP! POP! POP!

Caroline unloaded her weapon into the dark room.

POP! POP! POP! POP! POP! POP!

THUD.

A man staggered out, an assault weapon clutched in his bloodied arms, and collapsed onto the bedroom floor. All three aimed their rifles at him.

“Death to Americans,” he wheezed.

As Teddy seized his gun, Greystone ID’d him as the one who’d provided the legit address when applying for a job at JL’s janitorial company.

“Tell us where the bombs are,” Greystone said as the man lay gasping for air.

“Never,” the terrorist bit out. “You willalldie. We will never stop until we win. I am a warrior of Haqazzii.” His breathing quieted, then stopped.

Silence.

The BLACK OPS team rushed into the apartment, some of them entering the small bedroom.

Greystone eyed his team. “Living room.”

In the larger room, they reported in. Everyone in the terror cell had bolted, save these two.

“We should have let them leave and followed them,” Greystone bit out, second-guessing himself.

“You did the right thing,” Sin said.

“If you hadn’t fired back, you’d be dead,” Slash said. “It was them or you.”

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