Land Rover to pull up beside the front passenger seat.
Xavier pulled the pin on one of the grenades and threw it through the open window. Deciding to throw another one in for good measure, he did just that before he yelled for Derek to slow down.
Muffled shouts rang out, and then an explosion lifted the night’s skirt as the grenade detonated. The truck skidded to the left and smashed into the side of a half burnt–out hangar. A moment later, the second boomstick joined the party.
After pulling up a short distance away, Derek jumped out and watched as Xavier took the AR-15 and blasted the men as they climbed out the back.
As their bodies crumbled, Xavier tactically reloaded. “ Logan ! Kenneth!”
There was silence as two figures sprang out of the vehicle. As they trotted over, Xavier breathed a sigh of relief.
“Good to see you, Xavier. I was getting a bit worried,” Kenneth said.
“Hurry and get in the Land Rover. It won’t be long until someone discovers what’s happened.” Xavier hurried back to the vehicle and sat in the driver’s seat. Derek jumped in the back while Logan took the front.
Xavier gunned the engine. “I’ll go through the same hole we came in through. Hopefully there won’t be anyone there.”
For the next minute, everyone was on alert. But as the Land Rover left the airport, they started to relax. There was still a roadblock in place near the entrance, so Xavier drove west, hoping to go north as soon as the road was quiet enough.
~*~*~
Xavier stopped the Land Rover as he reached the outskirts of Daly City . He looked back at Derek. “Do you recognize where we are?”
Derek looked out of the window. It took a few moments, but then he nodded. “Yes. If we continue going straight for a few blocks or so and then turn right, we should reach the house.”
Xavier looked in the rearview mirror. Nothing could be seen, so he put the car in gear and drove off. It was an anxious few moments as the blocks ticked off. As Derek shook his head every time they passed an intersection, Xavier wondered if he was lost.
A moment later, Derek grinned as he saw a signpost. “Turn right, here.”
Xavier headed down the road and stopped outside number forty-two. Everyone climbed out and stared at the darkened house.
“It looks empty,” Logan said.
“It isn’t as though they’re going to be waving a light around.” Kenneth turned to Derek. “How do we get in?”
Derek walked toward the house. “We’ll go in through the back.”
Xavier reached inside the car, took out a pistol, and put it in his pocket. He then pulled out two flashlights. He handed one to Logan . “Let’s go.”
Logan followed the two across the street and down the path alongside the house, stopping when he got to the back door. He put his head up against it and listened. No sound could be heard. He was just about to ask Derek if he had a key when the boy reached underneath a flowerpot and pulled one out.
Derek walked up the steps and put the key in the door. Turning the knob, he slowly creaked open the door.
With the AR-15 held tightly in his hand, Logan stepped inside. It was completely dark, so he switched on the flashlight. “So now what? Sweep the house first?”
Xavier nodded. “We’ll split up. Derek, come with me.”
While Logan and Kenneth searched the ground floor, the others went upstairs. They’d just finished searching most of the rooms and had regrouped in the dining room, when Kenneth paused. “Do you hear that?”
Logan nodded. The faint noise had come from somewhere in the room. As it sounded again, he realized what it was. “It’s a cat.” He strode forward and shined the light behind a sofa. There was a white Persian cat. “I was right.”
Derek walked over and saw the animal. “Hey, that’s the cat from two doors down.”
“I wonder what he’s doing here.” Logan bent down and picked up the furry creature. Stroking the fur, he noticed that the animal was in pretty good condition.
Xavier pulled the pin on one of the grenades and threw it through the open window. Deciding to throw another one in for good measure, he did just that before he yelled for Derek to slow down.
Muffled shouts rang out, and then an explosion lifted the night’s skirt as the grenade detonated. The truck skidded to the left and smashed into the side of a half burnt–out hangar. A moment later, the second boomstick joined the party.
After pulling up a short distance away, Derek jumped out and watched as Xavier took the AR-15 and blasted the men as they climbed out the back.
As their bodies crumbled, Xavier tactically reloaded. “ Logan ! Kenneth!”
There was silence as two figures sprang out of the vehicle. As they trotted over, Xavier breathed a sigh of relief.
“Good to see you, Xavier. I was getting a bit worried,” Kenneth said.
“Hurry and get in the Land Rover. It won’t be long until someone discovers what’s happened.” Xavier hurried back to the vehicle and sat in the driver’s seat. Derek jumped in the back while Logan took the front.
Xavier gunned the engine. “I’ll go through the same hole we came in through. Hopefully there won’t be anyone there.”
For the next minute, everyone was on alert. But as the Land Rover left the airport, they started to relax. There was still a roadblock in place near the entrance, so Xavier drove west, hoping to go north as soon as the road was quiet enough.
~*~*~
Xavier stopped the Land Rover as he reached the outskirts of Daly City . He looked back at Derek. “Do you recognize where we are?”
Derek looked out of the window. It took a few moments, but then he nodded. “Yes. If we continue going straight for a few blocks or so and then turn right, we should reach the house.”
Xavier looked in the rearview mirror. Nothing could be seen, so he put the car in gear and drove off. It was an anxious few moments as the blocks ticked off. As Derek shook his head every time they passed an intersection, Xavier wondered if he was lost.
A moment later, Derek grinned as he saw a signpost. “Turn right, here.”
Xavier headed down the road and stopped outside number forty-two. Everyone climbed out and stared at the darkened house.
“It looks empty,” Logan said.
“It isn’t as though they’re going to be waving a light around.” Kenneth turned to Derek. “How do we get in?”
Derek walked toward the house. “We’ll go in through the back.”
Xavier reached inside the car, took out a pistol, and put it in his pocket. He then pulled out two flashlights. He handed one to Logan . “Let’s go.”
Logan followed the two across the street and down the path alongside the house, stopping when he got to the back door. He put his head up against it and listened. No sound could be heard. He was just about to ask Derek if he had a key when the boy reached underneath a flowerpot and pulled one out.
Derek walked up the steps and put the key in the door. Turning the knob, he slowly creaked open the door.
With the AR-15 held tightly in his hand, Logan stepped inside. It was completely dark, so he switched on the flashlight. “So now what? Sweep the house first?”
Xavier nodded. “We’ll split up. Derek, come with me.”
While Logan and Kenneth searched the ground floor, the others went upstairs. They’d just finished searching most of the rooms and had regrouped in the dining room, when Kenneth paused. “Do you hear that?”
Logan nodded. The faint noise had come from somewhere in the room. As it sounded again, he realized what it was. “It’s a cat.” He strode forward and shined the light behind a sofa. There was a white Persian cat. “I was right.”
Derek walked over and saw the animal. “Hey, that’s the cat from two doors down.”
“I wonder what he’s doing here.” Logan bent down and picked up the furry creature. Stroking the fur, he noticed that the animal was in pretty good condition.
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