Massive Attack (A Guy Niava Thriller Book 1) by Dana Arama (e reader for manga .txt) 📗

“I parachute regularly. There are fantastic sites nearby.” And with that, for the first time, Zorro actually gave her approval to join us on this journey.

“Could you organize a plane to fly us out there and we could parachute from there?”

Zorro nodded her head in consent, “You just need to take into consideration that it’ll take a couple of hours and it can only happen after sundown. It is used at the moment for tourists.”

“And how exactly are we going to get back?” Laura suddenly piped up, raising an interesting point. “I think it’ll be better to postpone a bit and set out by car.”

“We will need a satellite phone. The idea is to get the information and pass it on,” I reminded them. “We can organize a ride back afterwards.”

“It won’t be so easy,” Zorro stated, “To organize transport from there is hard. You are not going to a luxury hotel in the middle of a tourist area and taxis don’t pass there.”

“So, we will walk to the nearest tourist area and take a cab from there, or buy a Jeep or steal a car…” I was starting to get angry and it wasn’t helping the situation. “We need this information as soon as possible. I thought you understood that the boy is in grave danger.”

“Not only the boy,” Laura added, “We still have to find the terrorist cell who have progressing plans to kill. Not only do we have to get there fast, but also to get back fast, as well.”

“What is the general direction?” I asked

Zorro hesitated. Then she looked behind her as if to make certain the door was shut properly and that she wasn’t being eavesdropped on, and then whispered, “In the Chiapas State, somewhere near the Guatemalan border.”

Laura was shocked. ”It’s an awful area to parachute… full of rain forests, cliffs and rivers…” While Laura showed her doubt, I declared: “It’s amazing.”

Both of them looked at me in surprise, “What’s so good about it?” Zorro asked.

I smiled, “There is a special commando unit in Guatemala. They specialize in jungle warfare tactics and their unit is called ‘The Tiger Unit’…” They still had a questioning looks on their faces. I said, “The Kaibiles. I trained with them in an international training facility a few years back. I am still in contact with some of them. They are great warriors.”

“If you know the Tiger Unit, then you must know that some of them crossed over to the other side. They train the Jalisco’s private army.”

“So that news is not so good, but without a doubt only a few, most of them are okay and can help us. I only need to pick up the phone and they will come and rescue us. I’m sure of that.”

Laura put her hand on mine and said, with certainty, “If so, I am all for Guy’s plan.”

Zorro retorted, “Before you approve or reject the plan, you should look at the area.” She approached her metal cabinet and took out a laptop, opened it and uploaded the map on Google.

“We are talking about a very mountainous and woody area. It won’t be very easy to land.”

“There are also farms and fields.” I pointed out what looked like a flat area.

“Mainly marijuana fields and they are well guarded,” Laura noted. She had an excited look in her eyes. Zorro also noticed it.

“Before we request help from the Kaibiles to rescue us, there must have been some changes since Google put these pictures up. Do you think you could ask them to send us some aerial photos? So, we can decide where to land.”

“I will get onto it right now.” I said and pulled out my cell phone. I disengaged myself from Zorro and Laura and walked to the farther side of the room. “Hombre,” I said into the phone. On the other side of the line I heard cries of delight. After we exchanged a few pleasantries, I started explaining the situation. He promised to send me the updated aerial photos of the border area, taken last Thursday, directly to my email in less than half an hour. That was not typical, but then again, they were the Kaibiles, an elite unit, and that was expected from such a unit.

When I returned to the women, I heard Laura asking, “Do you want to give me an exact location of the target so we can prepare the background?”

Zorro gave her such a stare that if it had a weapon behind it, Laura would have been dead. “That information, with all due respect, and I don’t have any respect for you, I will keep to myself.”

“Are you still stuck on that same day?” Laura shook her head, “Stop. Let it go.”

“You are still full of shit and the lies you tell others. Or maybe now you tell them only to yourself?”

“To this day, I am not sure if it was a lie. I am not like that.”

“You were there just like I was, Laura.” Zorro pointed at her. “You were there and enjoyed it. You were there and came more than once.”

Laura glanced at me, embarrassed, and returned her gaze to Zorro. “I am not like that…”

For the first time, I realized that the tension between the two Olympic rivals stemmed from the past. The ping-pong stares and the tension in the air. It all had a sexual history and I found myself between them at the wrong moment.

“You don’t have to be ‘like that’ to enjoy,” Zorro whispered. “You just have to be honest with yourself.” She stared long and hard at Laura. Her face had a look of contempt when she added, “And then to go and say that you disappeared because I drugged you. One has to be so unprincipled to do something like that.”

Laura stood up quickly. The chair behind her fell backwards. “Do you want to tell me that you didn’t put anything in my drink? Absolutely nothing? Because I felt something, like I was floating.” I picked up