The mission is simple. Get the package quietly and take it back to the base. It's that simple. Sometimes, things don't turn out the way we always planned it to be. The Angels and I arrived at the warehouse where the transaction will take place. The syndicate from Asia is about to buy a powerful device that can do a lot of damage from a group of Russian weapons' dealer. There's too many of them so we planned it to be a simple extracting of package. We will not engage on any of them as much as possible. We don't want to start a fight.
"Bosley?" Jane called.
I was at the exit point with the getaway car ready to get them out as soon as they get what we came here for.
"What is it?" I asked.
"We have a problem. We have been spotted", she answered.
Shit. This is what I don't want to happen. There's only three of them inside plus me. We're not enough. If I call for back up, they will not get here on time.
"Get out of there", I ordered. It is not a request.
I understand the urgency of the mission but we can track it and plan another way to get it. My job is not only to hand out assignments but also to make sure my girls will come back in one piece.
"…but the package?" Jane asked. Of course, she will ask. She's a former MI6 agent. Her eyes are set on the goal.
"Forget the package. Get the others and get out of there", I answered.
She didn't answer. All I heard was fighting in the background. Sabina is spitting curses here and there while Elena is doing her best to knock out someone.
"Girls? What's happening?" I asked, desperate for an update.
"I got the other case!" Elena shouted.
There's two cases? It's irrelevant at this point. I need them safe.
"Good. Now, get out of there!" I almost yell.
"Shit!" Sabina cursed and I heard some sort of an explosion.
That's it. I am done sitting. I grabbed my gun and went in the warehouse. I am not going to sit back while my angels are getting beat up inside. I am not sure what use I will be against dozens of men bigger than me but I will sure try to get them out.
I got in and heard tires leaving the place. Then, surprise…a hard blow hit my face from my left side and I landed on the floor.
"This isn't the place for pretty girl", the man said in his thick Russian accent.
"Then I'm lucky I am not just a pretty girl", I replied and fought back.
The weekend trainings have proven useful to me in this kind of situation. Bosley's are not supposed to be in the field like this. Sure we go with our angels to help them but the ground work and the fighting and stuff shouldn't be our job anymore unless it's really needed. This time, it's needed. I knocked him out in less than ten minutes which is not a good record but what can I say? I am not getting any younger.
I moved on and realized that's not the only guy waiting for me. Two more guys jumped in and somehow I managed to take them down as well. I am sure I took hits all over my body but I can't feel them right now. Adrenaline is fueling my veins and I am pumped.
Where are they? I couldn't see any of them anywhere. I heard another vehicle so I ran towards that direction and there I saw my angels at the back of a van with their arms and legs tied. A tape covering their mouth and a bomb ready to go off next to them. Then, I saw a man with his back on me walking to get into the car waiting for him.
"Stop!" I called out with my gun pointing at him. "I said don't move!" I clarified.
The man stopped walking but didn't turn around to face me. I took my steps carefully. He is taller than me and I don't want to risk him grabbing my gun. Just when I was almost near him, he said…
"Didn't expect you to be here at all…"
I froze.
An angel shouldn't freeze at any situation. We are trained not to be overwhelmed by our emotions and to focus on our target. This is not it. I am doing the opposite. I know that but still I couldn't move a muscle. It's like my feet have been glued to the floor. He finally turned to see me and it only made it harder. Now, my heart is pounding real hard like it will burst out of my chest any second. His eyes looked directly to mine and I can feel him staring into my soul. I am shaking.
The angels…remember the angels! They are tied up in a van with a bomb in it. Come on, move!
I can't. He stepped closer to me and grabbed my arms to point my gun to his heart.
"Shoot me. Come on, do it", he said softly.
It shouldn't be too hard. All I have to do is pull the trigger but I can't do that either. He is waiting for me to say something but the words won't come out. He then forced my arms to part so he is now holding them with each of his hands. He squeezed my right wrist hard that I dropped my gun on the floor.
"Looking good as ever…" he muttered and it sent chills all over my spine.
He then put a gentle kiss onto my forehead before letting me go and I watched him walk away and get into the car and left. When the car was totally gone, I felt myself breathe again like I got out of a deep blue ocean. The oxygen has returned and I can move again.
The angels…
I picked up my gun and untied the girls. There's still five minutes before the bomb goes off. Elena ran to where she hid the case she got from the Russians and we all ran to our car and left the warehouse until it exploded.