Chapter eight

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While Dave gets he's old phone that he had turned off after the Volcanos died. He used to connect with them and other contacts he had who would work in Iraq as spies. He turned it off because the others had stopped contacting him way before they died. After they died, he had no use for it, so he turned it off. When he turned it on he found voicemails from one of the contacts, he said;

Dave its me Paul, I did what you asked, researched of everything I could. There's not much time to explain it, not because its a voicemail [it cut then he played the next], but because they're after us. We also met Thomas said he knows you and Volcanos. Everything is in the box, check the [it cut then he played the last] check the box. Once you listen to these, you'll have to run. They're coming. They put trackers on us and our cells.

After he listened to them he immediately went for the box perused through them and then got the camera in the box and made a video, he said;

Dave: before I say anything, I'd just want to say this, Marian you were right. And there is a tracker placed on me and my sources and there's more information in that box. I'm actually happy you saved it, they're coming after me. There was a tracker placed on our cells so yeah. I don't know if I'll survive the night, so I have some things I'd like to say; Trisha, I love you and I always have. I will never stop loving you, please be careful out there. These people are getting more and more tricky each moment. Take care. Then to my little warrior, remember not to act on emotion, I know my death will certainly make you so aggressive, but remember you need a clear mind to act effectively. I love you and I'm proud of you. I'm certain your parents would be too. Take care of each other.

When he looked at the time it was midnight and nothing was happening, so he decided to call, Mariana, but her phone was off. He then called his wife........

Trisha: hey, listen can I call you in a few hours I'm just sending some money to the........
Dave: I'll be gone by then
Trisha: what do you mean?
Dave: I just wanted to hear your voice and say I love you.....
Trisha: David, what's going on?
Dave: they're coming after me......
Trisha: who's coming after you?!!
Dave: the Iraqi. They put trackers on my old cells so I turned it on and they're probably on their way. I tried calling Mariana, but I can't reach her.

Trisha: [cries] I'm sorry, I sent her to go protect the campers, I'll come to you.......
Dave: no, no. It's not safe besides, you're far away, by the time you get here, it'll be too late.
Trisha: [cries] don't talk like that!! Keep this line on, don't cut it.
Dave: listen, I can't do that it's not safe they'll come after you too.
Trisha: I don't care just keep it on okay [cries]....
Dave: well you should! Marian still needs you. Do this for me, please.
Trisha: one condition, keep it on......
Dave: I love you and I'm sorry I can't do that, bye [line cut].

Trisha: NO! NO!! DAVID!!!! [She tried calling again, but he turned it off. She knelt down in her house and cried out].

While Mariana arrives in Norway, when she gets to the camp she meets with them......
Mariana: (in Somali) my name is Mariana Volcano......
All: [in shock and murmur]
Woman: we thought you died
Mariana: no. I didn't I survived. I'm here to help you.
All: [cheer]

A few hours later she travels a few miles away from the camp by motorcycle, parks it somewhere in the woods and then stands right at the centre of the road waiting for them to arrive. She is wearing a leather black, shiny, overall and black heeled boots with her face covered, only her eyes showing. She has her hood up with a cross-bow, arrows and wearing black half gloves. An hour later it is night fall, they came approaching in four vans and a truck at the front accelerating and overspeeding when they saw her.......

Man: (in Arabic) [speaking through walkie-talkie] that's him, that's the man who killed the Mandrin's guards.
Man 1: [in the car at the very back in the back seat] just run him through.

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