Darrin had rejoined them after they gave him enough cover to run. Being the only one with a kevlar vest on, he got the rougher tasks of covering them. When Darrin skidded into an alcove closest to them, Geraldo decided to show his face.
"Senora Sinclair!"
"Well well. Hello Geraldo. Nice of you to show yourself finally."
"Got you in a bit of squeeze, don't we, Senora Sinclair?"
"No more than I'm used to. Why don't you save me the trouble of killing you and just surrender yourself."
"You know, you really are funny sometimes. Why don't you lay down YOUR guns and surrender?"
Litha sighed. When in the scheme of her life did she actively choose to put herself into situations like this? Was it a goal as a child? "Darrin, on three... Frank, we make for the door." But it wasn't an active choice. It was just something that was... like the moon rose in the west and the sun set in the east, it just was. And she was one of the best in Hostage Recovery. Wasn't this just another form of that?
"One..." Darrin cocked his gun, Frank edged closer to them both.
"Two..." She peeked out around the corner. It was all silent save for the few clicks of checks on the weapons held on them...
"all we need is to come into the sun... we've been out in the dark for so long" her voice was soft, more to herself as a measure of centering her mind... "all I need, all we need, all I need, all we need... THREE!"
At the signal, Darrin pushed out from the wall and took as many shots as he could. Litha shoved Frank in front of her towards the door. She was close behind him, guns firing in rapid enough succession that it looked like fire shooting from the muzzles. Through the window he could see Alex and Jake waiting on them.
"GO FRANK!! Get into the limo!" Litha shoved him towards the door harder as she ducked behind a pillar. Three or four shots hit the pillar as she did.
"SENORA SINCLAIR!! Come out, come out, I have your friend..."
Frank and Litha both peeked to see Geraldo holding Darrin at gunpoint. 'SHIT' she thought. She rolled back behind the pillar and looked at Frank. "GO" she mouthed to him and nodded towards the door. He shook his head no and stayed put. "What promise do I have from you that you won't kill him?"
"Hmmm let me think. You're a liar and a spy and you want assurances from me?"
"Good point." There had to be an ace card somewhere. A few feet to her side was a door opening. Maybe...
She signalled to Frank to give her some cover... Counting off with her fingers, one... two... three... Frank popped up and laid down a few shots, long enough to surprise Geraldo and give LItha enough time to dive into the opening. She skidded and rolled over, coming face to face with Alessandra Montcalvez - gun in hand and aimed at her.
"Great."
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"Senora Sinclair!"
"Well well. Hello Geraldo. Nice of you to show yourself finally."
"Got you in a bit of squeeze, don't we, Senora Sinclair?"
"No more than I'm used to. Why don't you save me the trouble of killing you and just surrender yourself."
"You know, you really are funny sometimes. Why don't you lay down YOUR guns and surrender?"
Litha sighed. When in the scheme of her life did she actively choose to put herself into situations like this? Was it a goal as a child? "Darrin, on three... Frank, we make for the door." But it wasn't an active choice. It was just something that was... like the moon rose in the west and the sun set in the east, it just was. And she was one of the best in Hostage Recovery. Wasn't this just another form of that?
"One..." Darrin cocked his gun, Frank edged closer to them both.
"Two..." She peeked out around the corner. It was all silent save for the few clicks of checks on the weapons held on them...
"all we need is to come into the sun... we've been out in the dark for so long" her voice was soft, more to herself as a measure of centering her mind... "all I need, all we need, all I need, all we need... THREE!"
At the signal, Darrin pushed out from the wall and took as many shots as he could. Litha shoved Frank in front of her towards the door. She was close behind him, guns firing in rapid enough succession that it looked like fire shooting from the muzzles. Through the window he could see Alex and Jake waiting on them.
"GO FRANK!! Get into the limo!" Litha shoved him towards the door harder as she ducked behind a pillar. Three or four shots hit the pillar as she did.
"SENORA SINCLAIR!! Come out, come out, I have your friend..."
Frank and Litha both peeked to see Geraldo holding Darrin at gunpoint. 'SHIT' she thought. She rolled back behind the pillar and looked at Frank. "GO" she mouthed to him and nodded towards the door. He shook his head no and stayed put. "What promise do I have from you that you won't kill him?"
"Hmmm let me think. You're a liar and a spy and you want assurances from me?"
"Good point." There had to be an ace card somewhere. A few feet to her side was a door opening. Maybe...
She signalled to Frank to give her some cover... Counting off with her fingers, one... two... three... Frank popped up and laid down a few shots, long enough to surprise Geraldo and give LItha enough time to dive into the opening. She skidded and rolled over, coming face to face with Alessandra Montcalvez - gun in hand and aimed at her.
"Great."
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