Strong For Too Long Trilogy ✔️

08. Mission Gone Wrong

CHAPTER 8: Mission Gone Wrong

Friday night, I watch dusk darken at the touch of the stars when another message from Aaron vibrates on my phone that lays upon my desk of avalanching paperwork. I take a deep breath, not really knowing if I'm completely ready for this mission.

The second I make it to the parking lot, they're readying their guns in the back of the van. General Houser was associated with a Russian mob who worked in British intelligence for thirteen years, he's supposed to be present at this Ball being hosted in the city. The ball is to celebrate almost another year in the making, but it's also been the scheduled location for a terrorist attack led by the man himself.

Walking towards the van, Madison places two knives on either side of her thighs as she glances up at me, "Have you checked surveillance on the building like Wes told you to?" She doesn't have a biting remark but, she's cold hearted, to put it lightly.

"Yeah, they're easier to hack than the first." I mutter, getting ready to step in when Tobias halts me by placing a rough hand on my shoulder, he nudged his head behind me and I turn with a scowl already on my face.

It deepens when I'm forced to meet Aaron's eyes, "This mission is under my orders, you got that?" He says lowly.

I furrow my eyebrows at him, narrowing my eyes, "Got it."

He scoffs, "That means you do exactly as I say, this job is a kill mission, if you can't handle that, then I will ask for someone else to take your steed, because you're not worthy of my crew." He opens the back of a SCAR-H rifle, readying the bullets in.

I don't answer, but rather turn to hop into the van when Tobias stops me again, "Answer him." He orders.

"Yes, sir." I answer with, not turning to him as he jumps in before me, walks to my desk and swipes the phone from my desk.

"All units check in under alphabetical order." He says through the speaker as all the others step in and sit next to each other, just on the benches. I huff, jumping on the Van and easing both legs to stand, they all check their ear pieces as I walk towards my desktop as Harrison revs the engine and the doors behind me close.

"So boss, what's our route in?" Branson asks from next to Madison, who wears a dark red ball dress this time. The men all wear suits, with silver ties. I power on both computers as Aaron begins.

"Branson, Deign and Maddie, you all head in first, you mingle but you scout for all personnel associated with Houser, we need a clean sweep to ensure we have each traitor gunned down. I'm on rifle, the kill-shot to houser but, Maddie, I need you to flaunt your way to him. You've already read his file, I'm sure you'll be able to get him up to his office on the top floor. For this one, Olive, you're staying out of our way, you merely watch the cameras, I'm not giving you an earpiece on this one and don't fucking question me on it, we know what we're doing." I side glare at him, unplugging my earphones from the screen and merely opening the files, staying quiet because I'm going to bet that if I open my mouth, he's likely to backhand me.

The destination only took fifteen minutes, Aaron talks a few ideas with Reynolds and speaks on the earpiece for orders with Harrison, "Harrison, you're with Maddie and Branson, check all counts on guards, security, everything, we don't want any screw ups. Now, team, let's do this." He says lowly, as if proud as they all put their hands in the middle.

Easily ignoring me as Branson makes some sort of joke, making a few others chuckle.

I'm forced to sit and watch as they leave, they even leave the doors open as I've sat here for half an hour now, just as the racket begins. Madison managed to get the General to the office, all until he started beating at her, he knew who she was from the beginning and when I tried to set course into the earpieces, Aaron had blocked me out completely as he continued to fire at the guards coming in.