NOTE: To those who missed last Monday’s post, I
will no longer be posting on the weekends.
I have decided to dedicate weekends to working on new books.
Today’s excerpt is from Back
To Iraq, Book #2 of the Janitors Series. Hector hit in his vest as his friends come to
the rescue. Enjoy and have a great, day.
m.j.
As
Holly crested a sand dune in the lead Humvee, she instantly saw her father
pinned down, and soon saw Hector lying at the bottom of a dune. Without a second’s hesitation, she headed for
Hector.
Tom,
right behind Holly, saw what she had, noticed where she was headed, and headed
for Drew. When Holly reached Hector, she
stopped and got out. After feeling his
pulse and finding him still alive, she took out her Walther, ducked down as a
shot whined off the Humvee, and fired back.
She too missed, but headed up the dune.
Both the wounded man and the other sighted in on her as first Tom, and
then Drew, fired at the men.
Unfortunately,
both aimed at the same man. Both shots
hit the man and took him out of things.
The other, already wounded man, sighted in on Holly even as Tom and Drew
were turning their attention to him.
She saw the man also and fired.
Tom was just slightly faster than Drew in swinging toward the other man
and he fired about the same time Holly did.
Again, both shots hit home.
Seeing all four men down, Tom headed in their direction, while Holly and
Drew went toward Hector.
Jim
heard the faint sounds of gunfire. He
thought he had heard some firing earlier, when the first shots had been fired
at Hector and Drew. Now he was certain
of what he heard. Knowing all his
people had silenced weapons; he knew someone was firing back at the
Janitors. Using his headset, he said,
“Report, please.”
Drew
replied, “Hector’s down. The four bad
guys are, also.”
“How’s
Hector?”
“Just
getting to him,” replied Drew
“Alive,”
Holly added, as she neared Hector for the second time.
Drew
quickly determined that the vest had saved Hector from serious injury and said
to Holly, “Get the smelling salts out of the Humvee.”
Holly
did as told and handed the small vial to Drew, who quickly broke it open and
held it under Hector’s nose. Hector
coughed, groaned, and opened his eyes.
Groggily, he moaned, “God, I feel awful.”
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