Chapter Fifteen

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"Is that a challenge?" I asked the man who had taken over our coms. He didn't answer. I crept around the side of the gas station building to get a closer look at the helicopter. I couldn't quite make out how many people were there. I saw one man leaning up against the first truck lighting a cigarette. I'd take him out first.

"I'll give you one chance," I spoke into the coms. "One chance to get the hell out of here before I kill you all." I heard laughing coming from inside the chopper. "Alright then, have it your way."

I looked back at the person smoking, deciding that he would be first. He didn't realize I was there until I slit his throat. I caught him as he fell and carefully set his body on the ground, stomping out his cigarette with my boot. Now that I had a closer look, I counted about four other people. I couldn't see Morathi anywhere. I figured he had to be in the chopper. I crept around to the other side of the truck and looked at my next victim. He was walking over towards me.

"Hey, P, ya got a light?" he asked, clearly unaware that P was now a corpse. "P?" I waited till he was turning the corner of the truck before leaping out of my hiding spot. I firmly placed my hands on his ears and twisted until I heard the satisfying snap.

With him down, it left three. They were all inside the helicopter now. I peered through the mirror on the side of the truck, looking inside to assess the scene.

Sure enough, I saw the three last people. I also saw Morathi. He was tied down to one of the chairs, looking to be in rough shape. The poor kid looked scared out of his mind. His hair was a ruffled mess, and there was a crack in the lenses of his glasses. He had a few bruises and cuts on him, I wondered if he tried to fight back. I couldn't imagine that went well for him, especially by judging where he sat now. I curled my hands into fists, these people were so going to pay for what they did to him. No one hurts my team.

I made my way around to the open door of the chopper and crouched down below it. When the other two weren't looking, I reached inside and grabbed the closest person to me. I yanked her back and out of the chopper and jabbed my knife through her neck before the other two noticed she was gone.

That left two.

"Hey," the one man said, it was the same one who had been talking into the coms, "Where'd Anna go?" The man he was asking couldn't answer because he was too distracted having his throat get cut open. The blood sprayed all over the helicopter. He was standing in front of Morathi, so most of the blood went into his face. Morathi looked at me through the blood on his glasses with wide eyes. I dropped the man's body on the helicopter floor as the last person standing looked at me with worry in his fear dancing in his eyes. He hadn't realized who he was messing with.

"I gave you a chance," I said simply, slowly walking up to him. The man tried to back up, to get away from me, while pointing a very shaky pistol in my direction. I laughed. Just as he was about to shoot, I ran up and grabbed the muzzle of the gun, aiming it upwards. The two bullets he fired hit the ceiling of the chopper, leaving two holes in the roof. While the man was confused and struggling to get his gun out of my grasp, I hit the button that swung out my retractable blades. Quickly and efficiently, I plunged the blades through his throat before I retracted them.

Satisfied, I went up to Morathi and untied him from the chair.

"Are you okay?" I asked, flicking some of the blood off one of my blades. He looked at me, his eyes even wider than before.

"Y-you just k-killed them," he stuttered out. I shrugged and began to drag the two bodies out of the helicopter.

"Bring the truck the rest of the way," I instructed my team through the coms. A minute later, Red Eye's truck pulled up beside the chopper, and everyone got out.

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