Sniper. I grinned and dragged the mother into the van, John got his hands on the father and struggled the father into the van. He was shaking so badly I could see it from 40 yards away where I was. AR’s held tight to our bodies in the down ready position, hustling to the door. Find a woman and son curled up in a corner closet, grab them both and clear out. We were now up to 6 stacked up in the back, all squirming and groaning in various levels of pain, the occasional cry for help. And as a bonus one of them had a friend with her, little older but still attractive enough for our uses. Once we’re partially in we pour out of the front seats. Two men jumped out of the back and started toying with him. Cells were placed on the wall facing the street in the basement. It’s impressive what a breaching load can do to a dead bolt, even more impressive when there’s a 2X4 behind it.
