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One of the two men knocked on the door. “Ms. Kerns, are you here?”
“Stop right there,” Sebastian ordered. We heard the conversation over our walkies.
“Tell your other men to step out of the second vehicle or I’ll light it up.”
“Give us what we came for and we’ll be on our way.”
“No, you won’t. You want Ms. Kerns. Tell your men to step out or I’ll blow your knee cap off.”
“Shit, all right. Peterson and Pickens step out of the vehicle.”
“Zip tie yourselves. Then we’ll call your boss. Let him know you need back up. Tell him Commander Aiden Wilder request his presence,” Sebastian stated.
The front passenger doors opened. Two tall men pointing their rifles toward the cabin exited the truck.
Staring through my scope, I pulled the trigger.
Pip, pip.
The bullets released through the muzzle slamming into their heads.
“Caden, how are we doing with that call?” I asked.
“Making the call now.”
“Good. Valen, cover me.”
Inching forward rifle extended, I scoured the SUV’s.
“Clear,” I stated over the walkie.
A phone ringing sounded over the walkies.
Yes, Jenkins.
LT. Commander Thompson, we’ve arrived at Kerns location. We weren’t able to retrieve the package.
And why is that?
Commander Wilder, is requesting your presence.
He chuckled. I should have smelled Wilder’s stench all over this derailed mission. I know your listening, Wilder. Had to stick your nose where it didn’t belong.
When you run around attempting to kill innocent people who caught your hand in the cookie jar than yes, I do. Enough talking. Bring your ass.
Finally, ready to die and at my hand no less. I’m going to love killing you Wilder. His laugh was sneaky and evil.He disconnected.
“I’d say the motherfucker has it out for you, Aiden.”
I glared at him.
My brother’s laughter echoed in my earbud.
“Valen, you don’t say.”
Thompson and I had our first disagreement in BUD (basic underwater demolition) training. Our team carried in the raft from the surf. We placed the raft down. Thompson stepped back, crushing my ankle. I shoved him.
“What the fuck, you klutz.”
Thompson pushed me. We rolled around in the sand slamming our fists into each other.
“Break it up!” Instructor Pete ran over and tore us apart.
“That’s enough. I don’t want to see this behavior. Especially from officers. In the surf now!” Instructor Pete roared pointing to the ocean.
Nothing like lying in the ice-cold surf freezing your balls off with a busted ankle. I wanted to slit his fucking throat. Once we became SEALs Thompson, and I continued to butt heads. I caught him running a mini prostitution ring in Pakistan. Turning him in was what I should have done, instead of only destroying the ring. I could have ended his career once and for all.
Now that our paths had crossed again, I’ll destroy him for good this time.
