Anovel of agent green chapter 4 By Summer's spark
MEXICO_10PM.
UNKNOWN LOCATION...
the taxi navigates through the dark streets, the only sound being heard is the humming of the engine and the occasional passing car, Betty still relaxing into the back seat with her eyes fixed on the driver's rearview mirror.
She had been on high alert since she overheard the driver's conversation, but she's a bit relaxed. They won't be hard to take down right???.
The driver, seemingly oblivious to her attention, continued driving, his eyes scanning the road ahead.
But She knew that he was waiting for the perfect moment to strike, to deliver her into the hands of the scorpions.
She glances out the window, taking in the unfamiliar scenery.
They were driving through a deserted industrial area, the only buildings being warehouses and factories, their windows dark and empty.
It was the perfect place for an ambush, and her instincts told her that they were already getting closer.
Party time!!!
As if on cue, the driver slowed down, turning onto a narrow alleyway between two large warehouses.
The alley was dimly lit, the only light coming from a few flickering streetlights.
Betty's senses were already on high alert, her heart racing with anticipation.
The driver slowly pulled over, stopping the car in the middle of the alley.
For a moment, there was silence, the only sound is the ticking of the engine.
Then, without warning, the only sound is the ticking of the engine.
Then, without warning, the driver's door suddenly opened, and he jumped out, rushing towards the back door.
But she was ready!!
As soon as the door opened, she sprang into action, her body flying out of the car like a bullet.
She landed on her feet, her eyes scanning the surrounding area, taking in seven men standing behind the driver, their faces twisted into cruel grins.
"Zdravstvuyte," she greeted in Russian, her voice dripping with sarcasm, as she launched herself at the men.
"Wonderful evening, isn't it?"
The men were caught off guard, not expecting her to attack so quickly.
But they recovered fast, pulling out knives and advancing on her.
Betty dodged and weaved, her hands flying as she took down two men at once.
But just as she thought she had the upper hand, the eighth man appeared out of nowhere, his fist flying heavily towards her head.
She tried ducking, but it was too late. The fist connected with a sickening crunch, sending her crashing to the ground.
Making Everything go black almost immediately!!!
DAMN!!!!!!!