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Dreaming: Of one of Ray's survival weekend camps he took me on. He thought me on survival camp in case of a capture how to read my enemy, how to attack and how to get myself armed with any form of weapon. He thought me how to throw knives, how to fight with one and of course how to shoot any form of a gun. Then there was one camp we only concentrated on hand on hand combat. How to immobilize your enemy and even how to turn the situation in your favor. I drifted back into the total blackness.

I woke up, as a bag being pulled from my head. My hands are tied behind my back and my feet loosely to the chair legs and my mouth had duck tape on. I'm in a cold dark empty moldy factory.

'Well, well, well Anastasia Grey so nice of you to join us. Thanks, Derrick.' A short man said with a large beer belly and a balding head walked around me.

'I'm Mike Wickersham and I'm planning to take your husband down and for everything he's got.' I mumbled against the tape on my mouth. Mike ripped it off the tape from my mouth, it hurt like a mother and it pissed me off that I'm crying clenching my jaw. My baby kicked me then stilled.

'He will kick your fat ass like a football.' I spat out at him with a sneer.

'Oh, really Mrs. Grey.' He said keep circling me.

'Yes.' I said beginning to pull my hands-free from the rope around my wrists. It ate into my hands but I got them free, keeping them behind me. Looked around there are five armed men, six including Mike. Mike began to mono-log walking up and down in front of me. I let him talk. He finally left with two of the five men leaving only three I can handle easily. It's dark now completely they turned the lights off in the factory, so I can sleep. Got my feet free, then took my shoes off and start searching for the first guard. He came out of a room and I grabbed his gun and shot him at close range and I know he is dead. The other two came out and I shot another in the chest the third shot me in my left arm before I could shoot him I stagger backward and shot him through the head.

I have gone through their things they have at the guard station and found a portable flash drive still small in carrying size but big in download size. I copied all the important files I could find from their computers onto the flash drive. I got my hands on their extra already filled gun magazines and put on a bulletproof vest covering my baby as well it just laid on the table. Got it on and set out to outside. Found a fully charged cell phone with GPS. Checked outside through a nearby window, before stepping out if there might be more guards patrolling. I pass a room with large fuel tanks, yes you guessed right, they were full of fuel so I emptied one of them out and lit it up and ran out as the flame ran to the larger tank before it explodes.

I reached the door just as the biggest explosion erupts behind me and I was projected forward and I managed to land with all my might on my hands, elbows, and knees so not to squash my baby. Got up all sore and my ears were ringing loudly, my left shoulder is so sore but I could not see why. I looked around and saw the fourth guy hit by the blast. I ran to him and shot him also he was no more. Now taking in my outside surroundings. I'm in the mountains. Took off the smallest dead guys I took off his socks and shoes and I ran. Stopped along the way to attend to my shot arm and to put on the socks and shoes. I almost passed out of the pain but my adrenaline got me going. Got to a river and had a drink of water and checked the phone when I have a little more bars on the phone I gave Christian a call.

'Ana!' He answered on the first ring. Heard lots of busyness in the background.

'Christian, Mike took me but I escaped. I don't know how long I have till my signal is cut track my call.'

'Okay. We're tracking you now. Baby, you are okay?' He asked seriously worried about me.

'Blip went quite a few hours ago. I'm worried about him. Listen, Christian, I don't know how long I'll have. I have got documentation on Wickersham on a flash drive. I will only be okay once I take out Wickersham.' The phone started to scratch and the signal waver.

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