Loco, Razer 8 (11 page)

Loco helps her to go down the balcony. He sees his t-shirt
ride up, exposing her sweet tempting ass.

She’s really killing me
, he thinks. He feels his cock
get achingly hard.
She knows it, the little devil. Look at her hot eyes
devour me. Oh yeah, after this is over, I will look her up
, thinks Loco,
with conviction.

Claudia slides down the rope. She’s thankful that he wrapped
her feet up.

Loco pulls on his ski mask and swiftly goes down after her.
Landing on the ground, he sees the guards down.

He hastily takes her hand, sprinting into the jungle.

“Extraction complete and on our way for pickup,” says Loco
into the mic.

“Meet you at pickup,” says Ghost. He finishes off the last
guard that’s on the second floor.

Ghost quickly exits the hacienda through the window. He
drops to the ground, running into the jungle. He hears the alarms as he sprints
away.

“Razer 8, the alarm went off and we have only thirty for
pickup,” says Ghost, sprinting as fast as he can.

Loco hears the status and is having a difficult time pushing
Claudia any harder.
She’s so weak. I need to pick her up in my arms and run
.

“Allow me to carry you,” says Loco. He picks her up, setting
her onto his back. He starts to run as fast as he can with the extra weight on
his back.

Claudia hears Loco.
I know that I’m slowing him down. I
know that he’s the elite of all operatives. I wish I was up to my full speed. I
just feel so week. I’ll hold on tight and try not to restrain his movements
,
thinks Claudia disturbed.

She doesn’t weight that much. I can scarcely feel her on
my back. She’s really an amazing woman. Any other woman would be in shock and
not very accommodating
, thinks Roberto.

“Chavez,” yells el Tigre, after finishing of the tequila
bottle.

What the fuck! Every time I see her, the mother of my
child, I remember how much I’d loved her. I elected this damn vida (life). I
could’ve been real happy with my hija and my woman
, thinks el Tigre,
bitterly.

He turns to see his guard run into the room, trying to
appear awake.
Yeah, I know he was dozing off
, he thinks.

“Si, Tigre,” says Chavez.
I wonder what in diablos
(devil) he wants at this time of the night
, muses Chavez.

“I want you to check up on the guards and see if the woman
is okay. I don’t want the United States government to give me grief. I only
want to get el Negro out. I want el Negro’s men to stop fucking with me,” says
Tigre. He glares at Chavez.

“Si,” replies Chavez. He walks out of the room. He
immediately goes to check up on the woman.

This is great! All I need is to clean his ass
.
Why
am I here? Oh yeah, because I need the money for my niña’s medicine
.

Chavez walks down the hall and up the stairs to the second
floor. He walks down the long hall and turns the corner to go to the very back
of the house. 

Where are the gueys? There’re no guards and the woman is
inside the room.

He quickly goes to the door and tries to open the door.
It’s
locked. What’s going on?
he thinks.

Chavez sprints down the hall, searching for more guards that
are supposed to be stationed on the other side of the house.

He doesn’t see the guards and starts to check all the rooms.

What’s happening? There’re no guards on the second floor.
Chavez runs back down the stairs, sprints to el Tigre’s office.

“Tigre, there’s no guards on the second floor. The FBI
agent’s room is locked up. Do you have a key?” asks Chavez. He looks at el
Tigre’s furious eyes.

“Every single one of you is an imbecile,” yells el Tigre. He
set off the alarm.

“The room doesn’t lock and that’s why I had the guard’s
station outside the door,” he turns to strike Chavez.

“Tigre,” moans Chavez. He tries not to provoke his anger any
further. “I’ll go back to the room and kick the door open.”

“Si, pronto (hurry),” yells el Tigre.
He
kicks him out of his office and looks out into the night.

If she escaped, she’ll not get far. The mountains, trees,
and river are real difficult to flee through.

Chavez is up on the second floor in no time. He’s terrified.

El Tigre will decide to take this out on me
. He kicks
the door in and runs in.

What’s happening? Where’s the woman? Did she kill these
two guards?

He quickly runs out and returns to el Tigre. He runs into
the office.

“Tigre, the woman is not in the room and two guards are
dead,” says Chavez. He looks at el Tigre’s furious eyes.

“All of you are imbeciles,” roars el Tigre. With rage he
strikes Chavez. “Get the dogs out and hunt her down!”

“Si,” responds Chavez. He runs out to give the order to let
the dogs loose. “Damn, I need to pray that el Tigre doesn’t take this out on me.”

Chavez walks outside and walks towards the huge building
that looks like a warehouse. This is where el Tigre’s guards sleep.

He opens the door and walks in, turning on the lights. He
yells for them to wake up. “Get up, pronto (hurry)!” yells Chavez. “Get the
dogs out. The woman escaped!”

The guards that are sleeping on their cots quickly wake up
and get ready. It’s not good to keep el Tigre waiting.

The first guards that are ready, run out to get the dogs for
the hunt.

El Tigre prefers German shepherds and keeps them real
vicious.

The men take the dogs out of their cages and release them.
The drug lord’s men start to follow the dogs out into the jungle.

The guards are confused because the dogs run in different
directions.

Why are they going in different directions? Which one is
the correct path?

The guards shake their heads and split into small groups to
follow the dogs in every direction.

Damn, we might not make the pickup. And I can hear the
dogs on our trail. I need to tell the team to leave without us and to pick up
tomorrow at the same time twenty miles further north
, thinks Loco.

“Razer 8 lagging, pickup 0300, 20 north,” says Loco. He
heads towards the river.

We need to lose the dogs,
he thinks, running through
the trees heading towards the river.

“Loco, we’ll wait for you,” says Ghost.
I don’t like this
one bit
.
If he gets caught, both of them will be killed. No way in hell,
he thinks. He anxiously waits for his response.

“Negative,” says Loco. He continues through the jungle,
heading towards the river.

I can’t stop now. I need to keep going. I will not allow
them to get to her again, Damn, I don’t know her first name,
he thinks,
forcing himself to keep going.

I need to hold on and not distract him. I can hear the
dogs
, thinks Claudia, anxiously.
Oh, Dios mio, please help us. I don’t
want them to catch us. I rather die than have them rape me. I don’t want to
live if they catch us
.

Loco sprints until he reaches the river and quickly crosses
it, praying that the dogs lose their scent. He sprints up the side of the
mountain, finally slowing down from exhaustion. 

Loco stops and slowly puts Claudia down onto the ground. He
holds her until she has her feet firmly on the ground.

“Are you okay?” he softly whispers near her ear. He feels
her shiver.

Oh, dios mio (my god), even under all this fear, I still
feel my heart respond to Roberto
, ponders Claudia.

She gazes into his warm smoky quartz brown eyes. She nods,
responding to his concern.

Loco peers down at her.
I’m so relieved to see that she’s
doing a lot better and is standing on her own
, he thinks.

He takes her hand, walks up the side of the mountain, trying
to locate a cave or somewhere to hide until next day pickup.

They go up the side of the mountain about fifty feet. It’s
time for the sunrise and the sky is starting to get light.

We need to find a hiding place quick
, he thinks. He
looks around as he walks up.

Yes! Finally, I found a good hiding place. Hmm, I need to
inspect the space. It’s on the side of the mountain. It is concealed behind the
bushes. You can’t see it. This is it,
thinks Loco, with relief.

Loco turns and takes Claudia’s hand. He walks into the small
space. Loco inspects the cave with a small flash light and sees that it’s not
real big.

The walls and floor are rock.
It looks like it’s a
natural little cave on the side of the mountain. The space is not real
noticeable on the side behind a bush
, he thinks. 

“We will be safe here. We didn’t make the pickup. The dogs
were on our trail. We will make pickup tomorrow at 0300,” says Loco.

I need to make a bed for her to rest. She’s not used to
this type of pace
, thinks Loco.

He takes off his backpack and takes out a thin blanket and
thin plastic tarp.

He spreads out the tarp on the ground and then puts his
jacket on top hoping to pad the ground a little for Claudia.

“I hope this is a little better,” he says. He turns, takes
her hand.

“You need to rest,” he says. He gazes into her beautiful
hazel eyes. He sees her smile at him, nodding in agreement.

“Si, Roberto,” she says. She drops down onto his jacket and
turns to look at him.

I want him to hold me because it feels so wonderful to be
in his arms. I feel cherished and safe
, thinks Claudia.

He turns to get some dried beef jerky and a bottle of water
from his backpack. He gives her a strip of beef jerky and the water.

“Here, I have some beef jerky and water,” says Roberto.

He watches her take the water bottle. She takes a few sips.

Claudia then takes a bite of the beef jerky and slowly chews
it.

Loco sits down on the corner, trying not to scare her.

I don’t want her to feel afraid of me. I don’t know how
far any of the gueys went with her. It can take her a long time to recover from
a rape
, thinks Loco.

He observes her closely and is satisfied when she finishes
eating the beef jerky. She drinks half the bottle of water.

“Take a nap. I’ll keep guard,” says Loco. He looks into her
eyes. He watches her eyes start to close.

Good thing that she feels safe and can sleep
, he
thinks. He looks at how bella she is.

I hope that I can see her after all this is over. We do
have some chemistry going on. I wonder if she will continue working as an FBI
agent after she gets home
, ponders Loco.

The dogs run around the hacienda like crazy. The drug lord’s
soldiers are unable follow a lead.

“Tigre, the perros are going around in circles and we have
no direction to go,” says Chavez. He has tried following the dogs for the last
four hours.

“You will have the men continue to search until you locate
the woman,” roars el Tigre. He walks off to eat his breakfast outside on the
patio.

Ghost is not happy with leaving Loco and the FBI agent
behind.
Damn, this sucks. I wonder what caused Loco to lag. Did the FBI
agent get hurt and he had to carry her? The alarm was sent and the dogs went
crazy following our trail. 

I know that Loco will be okay until tomorrow
, he
thinks, turning to the other operatives.

“Loco is lagging and requests pickup at 0300, 20 miles
north,” says Ghost. He sees Panther shake his head.

Damn, I don’t like this. I wonder what’s happening with
Loco
, thinks Panther.

He takes the receiver to advise the Operative Commander
Knight.

“Commander Knight, we have Loco lagging with extraction,
requests 0300, 20 miles north,” says Panther. He waits for his reply.

“Request granted,” says Commander Knight, with concern.
It
must be real bad if Loco lags. He’s always on time and most often early on all
missions
, thinks Commander Knight. “We’ll attempt pickup at 0300, 20 miles
north.”

Panther breathes a sigh of relief. He turns to look at the
other operatives and nods.