I look good?”
~~
Josh made his way down with Troy right behind him. Jesus, he wished they had better equipment right about now. The house; well mansion, really, had glass walls. But it wasn’t enough to get an accurate reading of how many people were in there. All he could see were white blobs moving around, maybe ten at the most. Josh made his way closer, taking another reading. He whistled his favorite tune, Queen’s ‘Another one bites the Dust’, and met with silence. No more than five seconds later, a muffled pop rang in the air and his target’s head blew apart on the lounge chair. Josh ran for the house with Troy right behind him. They had a few minutes maybe before all hell broke loose.
They crept into the house and Josh stayed close to the wall, Troy stayed a few feet back keeping his eyes on the hallway. Both of them had on night vision goggles and could see perfectly in the dark house, which gave them an advantage. Josh made his way down the hall and opened the door at the very end. It was empty, but he heard the shower on. He motioned for Troy to watch the hall.
Josh made a sweep of the room and made his way toward the noise of the shower. His pistol in front of him, he kept close to the wall. Gripping the door handle, he opened it slowly. He was immediately blasted with hot steam and the overwhelming smell of strawberries.
Strawberries? Shaking his head to clear it, Josh crept
into the bathroom and grabbed the corner of the shower curtain. Putting his gun in front of him, he tore the curtain back. Josh stood transfixed to the spot. There stood
Nice-Ass, naked as the day he was born. Damn. It took
Josh a minute to focus his brain and open his mouth. Putting his hand out, he said. “Come on.”
“ Who the fuck are you?” Nice-Ass shrank back further, trying to cover himself. He looked scared enough to bolt, despite the possible consequences.
Josh took his goggles off and handed the guy a towel. “I’m the guy who’s taking you out of this shithole. Now come on.”
Nice-Ass grabbed a robe and turned to face Josh. “Okay.”
Josh arched a brow. “Where are your clothes?” “ I…I don’t have any.”
Josh let out a whispered “ Fuck” from his lips. “Here,
put this on.” Josh put the vest on Nice-Ass and tried to get his jacket around his shoulders. The guy shrank back at his touch. “I’m not going to hurt you, I promise.” The guy looked up at him and Josh’s mouth almost fell open. God but he was beautiful. “We need to go.”
~~
Troy motioned that the hallway was clear just as they heard a bloodcurdling scream. Someone had found the body by the pool. Josh nodded towards the back door. They both took off running, and Josh ended up throwing Nice-ass over his shoulder. The poor guy had no shoes. Lights came on around the house and Josh and Troy were exposed to anyone looking. They were running back up the mountain side when bullets started whizzing by. Shots were going off above their heads, and Josh knew Sam was taking people out. Thank God for Sam! Hearing the loud roar of a jet, Josh stopped mid-climb and looked at Troy.
“ Oh shit.” Josh’s eyes went wide. “Faster, man, go faster!” He pulled Nice-Ass around and onto his back, telling him to hang on tight as they both climbed upward.
Agent Pruitt’s voice came through the radio in Josh’s ear.
“ We’re going to blow it. Are you far enough?”
“ Just do it!” Josh shouted back. He could feel NiceAss’s arms around his neck, and knew they needed to get just a little bit higher….
The fireball that ensued lit up everything! The accompanying explosion was so loud Josh’s ears popped, and he almost lost his grip on Nice-Ass. Josh heard a gasp and a grunt from his back, but he kept going. They were almost at the top when a rope was thrown over the side next thing he knew, Sam was pulling them up. Josh stood at the top watching the house below. It had been obliterated. Nice-Ass had slackened his
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