Chapter 8

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"Drop the weapon," Brenda commanded, her voice laced with urgency.

Janson sneered. "Oh, you little..." The insult died on his lips as a soldier surged forward, clubbing Brenda over the head. He then shoved her roughly towards the waiting plane.

"Brenda, get away from her!" roared Jorge, opening fire. Bullets ripped through the air.

"Leave her, you fool!" Jorge yelled, a cruel glint in his eyes. Two shots rang out, and Jorge crumpled to the ground.

"Everyone to the planes! We're leaving!" Janson barked, his voice tight with manic energy.

"Sir, what about her?" A soldier gestured towards the dazed Brenda.

Janson's gaze was cold. "Leave her. She'll serve as a message."  With that, they set fire to the place and vanished into the sky, leaving Brenda behind.

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