The Chosen

Chapter Sixteen

^Picture above Damien^ picture with hazel eyes please.

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I astutely watched the roads as I sat in the black Suv. I've been here all night and it was close to three am now. I was anxious as hell waiting for the dealers to show up.

I've been following the leads of this guy. The snake steals guns from the manufacturers and sells them on the black market. Samuel Higgens, one of the worst con artists there is.

Once I heard of his deals and his next drop off I knew I had to stop him. I watched the man like a hawk; he usually takes the back roads to avoid cops. I had memorized his routes and the surrounding areas in order to intersect him during his runs. Blocking two of the roads leading to this point was the easy part, waiting was another story.

Close to three thirty I saw the lights of a car not far from where I was hiding. The sound of the tire exploding was my signal. I watched as Samuel parked his car and one of his guys came out to inspect the damaged.

"Sam you scared the hell out of me!" He snapped as he shouldered his rifle and bent to inspect the tire. "Your dumbass ran over a nail or something. Where's your jack and a spare?"

"In the back near the rifs." Samuel answered as he sat on the drivers side like he had nothing better to do.

Good, it's just these two.

"Hurry up! Cam should already be there!"

"Shut the hell up before I make you do it!"

While Samuel's partner searched the back I made my move. I quickly snuck behind him and raised my weapon to his head.

"Don't move." I hissed.

The guy froze and slowly raised his hands up. "You're gonna be in so much trouble kid."

"We'll just have to see about that."

"Jeff what's the holdup?!" Samuel barked opening his door.

Taking that as my cue, I slammed the butt of my gun in the back of Jeff's head, knocking him out. I didn't wait for his body to land on the ground with a thud. In seconds I climbed on top of the truck and waited until Samuel came around.

Once he saw his partner on the ground he cursed, pulling out his gun and scanned his surrounding.

I watched in amusement from my crouched position on the truck for a few seconds then jumped down behind him. Before he turned around, I grabbed his arm and flipped him over. He let out a gasp as he fell to the ground. When he looked at me, the fear was eminent in his eyes as I stood above him with my weapon aimed at him.

"La-look man I got m-money!"

"Quiet!" I snapped.

"Please I have a wife and kids."

The man was nearly bawling at me feet. How in the world has he survived in this business for so long?

"Keep talking and your tongue will be the first thing you loose." I snarled.

Samuel nodded his head and clamped his mouth shut. I pulled him up and kneeled him, facing the door of the truck.

I glanced inside the truck and saw tons of guns, ranging from handguns to rifles, automatic m9's, even missiles and grenades.

Damn, was Cam planning on attacking the pentagon? What the hell he needs this much firepower for?

"Who's the delivery for?" I questioned; I just needed to play my strings well now.