Chapter 3: The Attack

Things went smoothly for the first week. On Thursday Robert came down stairs dress. I asked where he was going and he said to the store to buy groceries.

“Not going to happen. Make a list and I will send Jamal.” The next week I sent one of the others and again the third week. Finally it was my turn. I got the list and headed to the store. I drove Robert’s Mustang. Man I love that car! I was just about to open it up on a long straight stretch of road when I saw the black chopper. It was heading to the Robert’s compound!

I slammed on the brakes, turned the steering wheel and skidded to a stop going in the opposite direction. I floored the gas pedal and raced as fast as that Mustang could run back to the compound. The gate was closed and I did not wait for it to be opened. I could hear gunfire from that .50 caliber! I skidded to a stop in front of the house and ran in thru the front door. I heard explosions going off out back. In my room I grabbed my .45 and a rifle. Now I could join the fight!

Just as I was running thru the house I heard a big explosion! It was the chopper. I checked in the control room. Robert was inside. Good he was safe. That control room had a steel door and he talked to me on the intercom thru the door. As far as he could tell all my team were okay and doing a sweep of the area. The chopper was destroyed. I told him to keep the door locked until I came back. I turned and that’s when I saw her.

Her? Yes her! She was Leona Yassin, better known as the Lioness of Africa. A known terrorist who is on every watch list ever compiled. I had met her one time before. Most called it a draw, but I always thought I had won. I had managed to take out her left eye and she was wearing her eye patch today. She touched the patch and screamed my name. Then she ran towards me like we were going to finish our fight of four years ago. That was when my team was guarding a Saudi prince who was visiting near the Yemen border. I had no intentions of finishing that fight. Finishing her? Yes but not in hand to hand combat. She might get lucky this time. Her ugly ass stopped about 20 feet from me when that .45 came up from behind my right hip. The first rule of a gunfight is “Bring a gun.” She obliviously forgot! My first round hit her directly in the chest the second went thru her good eye, her brains or what little she had were on the floor behind her. About that time Jamal came in the back door.

“She’s the last of them. There were six not including the pilot. We got them all.”

“Anybody hurt?”

“Not even a scratch. We heard the chopper and put Robert in the command post and told him not to open the door for anybody. Jim (one of the Green Berets) ran to the upper deck and started with the .50 cal. Joe and I ran out back. We had them on the run as soon as they exited the chopper. The pilot tried to take off but Joe tossed a grenade inside and it blew. I think it ruined Robert’s pool area. The rest scattered. A couple hid behind the shed and the claymores got them. Another couple ran towards the back of the property. We took care of them with one of the I.E.D.’s. All we had left was Leona here. I was after her when I heard you shoot her.”

“Why wasn’t she armed?”

“When that chopper blew it knocked her about twenty feet. She lost her rifle and ran into the house.”

“Jamal start cleaning up this mess. I will call to have the bodies taken care of. Take especially good care of Leona. She is worth 20 million in Saudi Arabia. They want her bad for all the trouble she caused them in Yemen.”

“You got it. Better tell Robert he can come out now.”

I walked to the door and told Robert it was over and he was safe. I heard him un-locking the door. “That was amazing! I have it all on tape. Want to come in and watch?”

I did but before I could do anything I grabbed him and kissed him on the mouth, my tongue explored his dental work. God I was as horny as I had ever been in my life!

First, my thoughts while rushing back here. I was praying he would be safe. Then killing Leona and finding my entire team safe. What an adrenalin rush! Robert was holding me tightly. I told him I had to call my office and tell them we needed help with the bodies. After you kill 7 people you just do not call the county sheriff. Too much paper work and questions. Questions like, “Do you have a permit for those 50 calibers and how about those grenades and the IED’s?” In thirty minutes I heard another chopper but this time it was one of ours. Bodies were put in bags and they were gone in less than 15 minutes. I heard Leona was put on ice and sent back to Saudi Arabia. The company collected the reward. My team and I received a substantial bonus. A million each. Jamal retired, as did the other two. I stayed with Robert for a month just decompressing.