do not move.” A deep male voice with a Russian accent spoke from the jungle. “We would rather not kill you.” Robin slowly raised his hands.
Men in Russian Spetsnaz jungle fatigues armed with AK-47s moved in around them. Two of them lifted the woman onto a stretcher.
“She's badly injured and needs immediate medical attention,” Robin said quietly.
A man in civilian hiking clothes stepped forward. “She will get it.” He looked closely at Robin. “You took Ivanov!”
Robin just looked at the man.
He laughed heartily. “Good riddance, although if you ever meet my KGB comrade, be prepared for a boxing match!” The man laughed again, but then his face turned to stone. “What happened to the men who did this?”
“We sent them to hell.”
The Russian's face brightened. “I hope you will let me buy you a drink someday.”
“I'd be delighted,” Robin said with a smile.
The woman said something to the men holding the stretcher. They brought her closer to Robin. She raised her hand and put it on his cheek. “Thank you, my angel. I will never forget.”
“You're welcome. Take care.” She gave a weak smile as the sound of a helicopter in the distance had the Russians hustling down the trial.
Robin heard people coming down the trail, so he stepped into the jungle until he saw Rocky, then the rest of the team and the other three hostages.
Rocky looked at Robin and then around the ground.
Burke walked up.
“What the hell is going on, Rob?”
“The Russians have come and gone.”
“What?!”
“The woman in the shack was Russian and I suspect one of their agents. Probably a very important agent. Spetsnaz and the GRU came and got her.”
“Holy shit! I'm glad we didn't have a fight over her!” The sound of the helicopter faded in the distance.
“Me, too. Everyone okay?”
“Yeah, just some minor injuries, but we gotta get these ladies out of here.”
“Okay, Rocky move us out.”
The rain kept on coming as the team worked their way back to the river. The men made a raft out of logs and bamboo so they could float the women and save them the walk. Robin contacted Ernie by satellite radio.
“SpearTip, you have to watch out!” Robin could hear the excitement in Ernie's voice. “There are hostiles in the area!”
“Yeah, we know, Fatboy. We just had tea.”
“What?!”
“It's okay, they just wanted one of theirs.”
“It's not that simple.”
“Roger, we'll sort it out later. Just get the Filipinos to the delta ASAP.
“Roger, I'll get them rolling.”
The team finished the raft and taught the three women how to control it with long bamboo poles. The group moved down the river and the men had to hustle to keep up with the raft in the rain swollen river. After thirty minutes the night gave way to light grey overcast with the coming dawn and the sound of helicopter blades blended with the rush of the river.
“Okay, ladies, your ride outta here is coming. Remember, we were never here. The Russians came and got the other woman, whatever she called herself and you escaped. Don't contradict anything you see in the press. It's essential to our survival you follow that script.”
“Thank you, everyone.” Jessica said. “You're truly wonderful.” She reached out and touched Mark's shoulder and he put his hand on hers.
“Sometimes,” Robin replied. “Now, on your way.”
The women started polling as the team faded into the jungle and Robin saw Jessica looking back at Mark.
The team moved two miles down the coast to the Talinga River delta. Marv found a cave one hundred yards from the beach and everything dropped; packs, recovered chutes and tired bodies.
“SpearTip to Fatboy.”
“Go SpearTip.”
“What's our estimated extraction time?”
“We're in Davao City, so it will be forty-eight to seventy-two, SpearTip.”
“Roger,” Robin replied with a tired voice.
He looked at his men around him, their faces ghostly and showing disappointment in the glow of
Men in Russian Spetsnaz jungle fatigues armed with AK-47s moved in around them. Two of them lifted the woman onto a stretcher.
“She's badly injured and needs immediate medical attention,” Robin said quietly.
A man in civilian hiking clothes stepped forward. “She will get it.” He looked closely at Robin. “You took Ivanov!”
Robin just looked at the man.
He laughed heartily. “Good riddance, although if you ever meet my KGB comrade, be prepared for a boxing match!” The man laughed again, but then his face turned to stone. “What happened to the men who did this?”
“We sent them to hell.”
The Russian's face brightened. “I hope you will let me buy you a drink someday.”
“I'd be delighted,” Robin said with a smile.
The woman said something to the men holding the stretcher. They brought her closer to Robin. She raised her hand and put it on his cheek. “Thank you, my angel. I will never forget.”
“You're welcome. Take care.” She gave a weak smile as the sound of a helicopter in the distance had the Russians hustling down the trial.
Robin heard people coming down the trail, so he stepped into the jungle until he saw Rocky, then the rest of the team and the other three hostages.
Rocky looked at Robin and then around the ground.
Burke walked up.
“What the hell is going on, Rob?”
“The Russians have come and gone.”
“What?!”
“The woman in the shack was Russian and I suspect one of their agents. Probably a very important agent. Spetsnaz and the GRU came and got her.”
“Holy shit! I'm glad we didn't have a fight over her!” The sound of the helicopter faded in the distance.
“Me, too. Everyone okay?”
“Yeah, just some minor injuries, but we gotta get these ladies out of here.”
“Okay, Rocky move us out.”
The rain kept on coming as the team worked their way back to the river. The men made a raft out of logs and bamboo so they could float the women and save them the walk. Robin contacted Ernie by satellite radio.
“SpearTip, you have to watch out!” Robin could hear the excitement in Ernie's voice. “There are hostiles in the area!”
“Yeah, we know, Fatboy. We just had tea.”
“What?!”
“It's okay, they just wanted one of theirs.”
“It's not that simple.”
“Roger, we'll sort it out later. Just get the Filipinos to the delta ASAP.
“Roger, I'll get them rolling.”
The team finished the raft and taught the three women how to control it with long bamboo poles. The group moved down the river and the men had to hustle to keep up with the raft in the rain swollen river. After thirty minutes the night gave way to light grey overcast with the coming dawn and the sound of helicopter blades blended with the rush of the river.
“Okay, ladies, your ride outta here is coming. Remember, we were never here. The Russians came and got the other woman, whatever she called herself and you escaped. Don't contradict anything you see in the press. It's essential to our survival you follow that script.”
“Thank you, everyone.” Jessica said. “You're truly wonderful.” She reached out and touched Mark's shoulder and he put his hand on hers.
“Sometimes,” Robin replied. “Now, on your way.”
The women started polling as the team faded into the jungle and Robin saw Jessica looking back at Mark.
The team moved two miles down the coast to the Talinga River delta. Marv found a cave one hundred yards from the beach and everything dropped; packs, recovered chutes and tired bodies.
“SpearTip to Fatboy.”
“Go SpearTip.”
“What's our estimated extraction time?”
“We're in Davao City, so it will be forty-eight to seventy-two, SpearTip.”
“Roger,” Robin replied with a tired voice.
He looked at his men around him, their faces ghostly and showing disappointment in the glow of
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