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finger out now we're going to lose them. What do you want us to do?"
"Golf, wait, wait.. " I could still hear noise in the background: lots
of talking, more telephones ringing, people shouting instructions.
Everything went quiet.
"Wait... wait..."
All I could hear now was the background noise of Alpha on my radio,
plus my pulse pounding in my head. Then, at last, the voice of Simmonds very
clear, a voice you wouldn't argue with. I heard him say to Alpha, "Tell the
ground commander he can continue " "All call signs, this is Alpha. I have
control. I have control.
Golf, acknowledge."
Kev got on the net, and instead of acknowledging, said, "Thank God for
that. All call signs, if they get as far as the airport, we'll lift them
there. If not on my word, on my word. Zulu and Lima, how's it going?"
They came back on the net.
"That's us static at the junction. We can take." They were at the
intersection of Main Street and Smith Dorrien Avenue, the main approach road
to the crossing into Spain. The players were moving toward them.
I could lift off soon. I'd done the job I'd been brought here to do. I
prepared myself for the han dover.
But then they stopped.
Fuck.
"Stop, stop, stop!" I said.
"That's Bravo One, Two and Echo One static."
Everybody was closing in. Come on, let's lift them here and now.
Savage split from the other two and headed back the way they'd come,
toward the town center. It was all going to rat shit. We had two groups to
control now, and we didn't know who had the detonation device.
Kev arrived to back me. On the net, I could hear the other two players
being followed toward the border by the rest of the team as I moved in to
take Savage. He turned left down an alleyway.
I was just about to get on the net when I heard a police siren,
followed by gunfire behind me.
At the same instant Euan came on the net: "Contact!
Contact!"
Then more shots.
Kev and I looked at each other. What the fuck was going on? We ran
around the corner. Savage had heard the shots, too, and turned back toward
us. Even at this distance I could see his eyes, big as plates and jerking
like he was having a seizure.
There was a female pedestrian between us. Kev shouted, "Stop, security
forces! Stop!"
With his left hand, he had to push the woman over to the side and bang
her against the wall to keep her out of the way.
She was going down, blood pouring from her head. At least she wouldn't
get up and become a target.
She began screaming. We had Kev hollering and screaming at Savage, and
all the people in the area were starting to scream. It was turning into a
gang fuck.
Kev flicked back the right side of his sport jacket to reach the