“I’ll never forget the first time I saw you.” –Brian Devlin
Elusive Snippet
The black spy drones soared over
their heads firing .50 caliber rounds along the expressway. Cars exploded,
children screamed, parents died. Among the ensuing chaos stood the most wanted
man in the world, Brian Devlin, calmly making his way through the pandemonium
until stopping next to an M20 bazooka beside one of Marco Alcine’s fallen men.
With a sinister smile he took the bazooka and climbed on top an abandoned car.
Devlin eyed the two drones flight pattern carefully and as they circled around
for another pass he taunted them to take their best shot.
Gail cried out for him. Thomas began
to reload his M16 assault rifle but knew the drones would kill his boss before
he could get off a single shot. Devlin raised the bazooka as the drones locked
in on his position. Devlin fired and a second later both drones flew past in a
ball of flames. Throwing the bazooka to the side he dropped down from the car
and held out his hand to the woman who had been so worried about him.
“You shouldn’t be here,” he said
helping Gail to her feet. Thomas ran to them with an extra flak jacket in one
hand and his M16 assault rifle in the other.
“You were in trouble, I had to be
here.” Gail answered looking relieved he had survived.
“That was very stupid, Sir!” Thomas
shouted while attempting to put the flak jacket on Devlin. Devlin pushed Thomas
back and began to inspect Gail to ensure she hadn't been stuck.
“I’m okay,” Gail said but when
Devlin continued to pat her down she placed her hands on his face, drew him
close and kissed him among the screaming people, the enemies advancing and gun
erupting all around.
“I’m okay,” she said after pulling
back. Devlin put the flak jacket on Gail, looking less than pleased with her
decision to be on the battlefield.
“Damn it woman, I can’t protect you
here. You aren’t safe and I can’t lose you!” he argued. Thomas handed Devlin a
side arm and Devlin in turn gave it to Gail so she could protect herself.
“It’s okay,” Gail countered. “I’m
not here because I want to be safe, let’s just finish what they started and go
home.”
“We are exposed!” Thomas shouted at
Devlin while trying to put another pistol in his hand. A bullet whizzed between
Thomas and Devlin nearly striking Gail. Devlin and Thomas turned, fury erupting
from their weapons as they ran into the fray of enemies advancing toward them.
Gail raised her gun, ready to follow when she felt the force of someone pulling
her back. Before she could react a pistol was placed on the side of her head
and she froze.
“Devlin!”
Devlin turned around and became wide
eyed when he saw the woman who was in charge of chasing him around the world,
Valencia Phillips, holding a gun to Gail’s head.
“I told you things would be
different this time around,” Valencia snapped.
“Want revenge, live a good fucking life. Nothing drives a
hater crazy than seeing someone have a good fucking life.” -Brian Devlin
Stopping her seductive sway before
him, she placed the tip of her saber at the nape of his neck and contemplated
letting him live. She could easily save his life but savoring this moment was
far too intoxicating. His final words were so clever, so poetic she could not
pass up such an opportunity to display her own education.