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He cocked his head and took a few steps toward his car. “I really expected more from an elite assassin organization.” The back door of a different car opened, and a large man got out. The new threat directed his gun at Fred’s head.
“Shit,” Zion whispered.
“I’m leaving now.” He chuckled. “You have your hands full.”
Then all hell broke out. A bullet grazed my arm, and we began maneuvering to defend and attack. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Aiden drag Fred into the back of a car. A bullet whizzed by my head, and I focused on not dying.
“We’ll find him. Just stay alive,” Zion shouted as he pulled me behind a truck.
In the distance I could hear tires screech, and I knew Fred was gone. “That motherfucker.”
“We’ll find him. I got enough details on the car. You need to take these fuckers out first.” He was right.
I stood and shot one, two men down. “Eden, get a ride.”
She nodded from her spot next to another vehicle. I wanted to take each one of these guys out, but the further Fred got, the harder it would be to track them.
“I have drones on him,” Zion said as he slipped his phone into his pocket and clutched his gun again.
It felt like forever before Eden drove up beside me. “Get in,” she shouted while bullets rained around us from all directions.
“We’ll hold them off.” Axel was shooting with precision, and the enemies’ numbers were dwindling.
I couldn’t wait, and I trusted my exercitus. I jumped into the back seat with Zion, and Eden hit the gas.
“Aiden’s going into the tunnels,” Zion reported.
The tunnels went under the Westford Bridge and while they were in there, we couldn’t track them. There was interference and those tunnels were so narrow, the drones would crash if they went inside.
“I’ll get the visuals at the exit point.”
I nodded at Zion while I pulled up a map. “Take the bridge, Eden.”
“It won’t bring us to the tunnel’s exit.” Zion was tapping away on his tablet. “When they built the tunnels, it was to eliminate traffic, so it goes in an eastern direction while the bridge goes west.”
“Shit, so we have to take the tunnels?”
“Yes, but I have eyes on the exit. We can track him.”
It was the most helpless feeling, sitting in a car, racing toward a man with a gun to his head. This whole day hadn’t gone as planned, and I’d spend the rest of my life trying to figure out where it had gone wrong. I just hoped Fred would be at my side while I did it.
Zion had his eyes on the tablet, tracking the drone, which was stationary. We’d hit the tunnel in a minute, and he’d lose connection with the drone while we drove through. He had the drone programmed to follow the car Aiden was in, which was easy enough since we were able to get the make and model and have the drone connect with it.
“Going into the tunnel,” Eden announced and ten seconds in, we lost connection.
“The drone will sync up with us once we’re through, so as soon as Aiden hits the exit, it will follow the car.”
“I know.” I’d never been more on edge. I was a professional. I dealt with more dangerous situations, but this one…this was personal.
The tunnel was insanely long. Either that or it felt that way. There was no question Aiden had reached the end while we were still in it. I only hoped that by the time we reached the end, we’d have a location.
“We’re out!” Eden announced, and Zion’s and my attention went right to the tablet.
“Where is that?” I saw on the screen that the drone had stopped at a residential address.
“It’s a mile east. Rosefield Street.”
Eden plugged the address into the GPS, and we were off. “Who lives there?”
