The journey was a silent one, nobody spoke a word except for Sophia’s incessant phone calls, she was trying to contact her excos(fellow ranked viqueens) ‘cos we had just been informed that five of the would be intakes were females which had drawn an excited mumbling from the guys in the car. Other than that, everybody was graveyard silent, ”was it just me or had I started inducing fear on these guys”, I thought as a broad smile played on my face….

I had been looking at Sophia and looking at me, she smiled back without knowing why I was smiling….our little charade was cut short when the car abruptly screeched to a halt, ending it’s motion as the driver turned off the ignition, the doors flung open and rugged men poured out of the three already parked buses as the remaining two arrived…..I reached into my small bag, my metal had a cold feel about it that sent cold shivers up my spine…..”make two baggers mount Intel here”, I barked as I led the way into the forest with Sophia by my side and a host of heavily armed guys following me.

(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});

Two hefty guys stayed behind, one of them being the injured gunman from the hospital escape, he was being scared to look me in the eyes these days as he thought I would want to take advantage of my new position and get back at him but I couldn’t care less……

We had been forcing our way through thick shrubbery for a substantial amount of time when I felt something solid under my foot, I moved my foot and pointed my flashlight downwards…There laying at my feet was my old friend, the volther p38 Russian pistol, I picked it up knowing the clearing could not be far away……Looking up ahead, we could all see flickers of fire…

”That should be it”, Sophia whispered in my ear….”make una douse una torch”, I said looking back as all flashlights behind me were replaced by pitch black darkness….I knew we were near to the itt venue…..i also knew something else, my house was nearby……