Recluse Protection

Chapter 7

Stepping out of the shower, I slowly dry myself off, my thoughts surround the new information. My heart throbs out of pain, hearing his words, I need to keep watching. I need to figure it out, I owe the man, the men that saved me, my life. I pull on my panties, a plain pair of boyshorts. Grabbing the oversized sleep shirt I slip it over my head, brushing out my hair before throwing it up into a messy bun. I stare in the mirror, tilting my head to the side. Entranced by the scarring on my throat, the one that almost killed me.

Shaking my head I leave the bathroom shutting off the light, walking to the window I look out over the land enjoying the view. I want morning to come, I can get out of the house away from the thoughts. If only I could get on Majesty, ride till I could bawl my eyes out and get the fuck on with this. Emotions aren't going to help me figure this mess out. Staring out the window I watch the landscape, tilting my head as I watch a new kind of movement. Stepping away from the window I watch closer, seeing the shadow ease out of the woods.

Moving I pull open my nightstand grabbing the binoculars Gears had given to me. Turning on the night vision I enhance the scope. Watching the man as he prowls over the property. I can't see any distinctive features, or anything of use. He's sneaking around, I don't fucking like that. He pauses looking over his shoulder, and he isn't alone. Dropping the binoculars onto my bed I pull on my boots, grabbing my gun and it's thigh holster. I strap my weapons to my body jumping on one foot as I head out of my room.

Getting the last weapon secured I jog down the steps heading straight for my office. Unlocking the door, I'm pissed beyond belief. "What the hell set your ass of fire?" I hear Patriot grumble tiredly, making me throw a harsh glare his way.

"Y'all brought more fucking company. I'm betting all your asses were too distracted to keep your heads on a swivel." Unlocking Gear's gun case, I pull out his baby. An M39 EMR, his sniper from his days in the service. I grab his Sig Sauer, adding the silencer finding the waist belt I cinch it on.

"What does that mean?" Rubble says automatically going towards the window, reaching for the blinds.

"You better shut the fucking lights off before you take a peek. I ain't gonna be cleaning your brains off the floor." Shutting the gun case, I leave the office locking the door. "Keep an eye on the house Forger, the rest of you better be ready to hit some shit." I guess this is one way to earn my trust.

"On it Hellion."

"I can't see shit, where were they?" Turning I head straight towards the basement door, needing to use the second hand escape route.

"I'm on the second story, I have the advantage. Property line headed towards the buildings. "You guys can use the basement, I'm headed for the attic. I need to perch." Pulling the door open. Moving the paneling I expose the ladder to the attic, after I learned to snipe, I made sure I had a quick perch. My shirt is grabbed as I climb onto the first rung of the ladder, the sniper strapped to my back.

"What's your plan?" Cobra asks, making me raise an eyebrow.

"I'm killing the fuckers that are trespassing on my land. Why don't y'all be useful and try and find targets. I don't want my shit burned to the ground because of this." I climb pulling the shirt from his grasp. I don't care that he can see up my shirt, I have bigger issues to deal with. Does this have something to do with Bear's mistakes? Pushing the question from my mind, I find myself in the attack. Crawling to the window, I slide it out of the way, setting up the sniper. Taking a deep breath, I look down the scope, switching on infrared.

Following the movements, I easily spot the man I saw sneaking around, still attempting to keep to the shadows of the woods. The full moon doing it's job of lighting the landscape. Scanning the woods slowly I find four others, hiding in the wood line. "What do you see?" Hearing the whisper from behind me, I raise my boot slamming it into the warm body behind me jerking to look at Cobra.