For those of you visiting my blog this is day 20 of the A to Z Blogging Challenge. Today’s corresponding letter is “T” Today I chose the names Tomahawk and Treason. These names may sound unusual, but there are times we forget that people have nicknames that have to be taken into account.
Enjoy today’s post and remember to let your imagination soar when you read.
Have a great day.
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Violent Content Eluded To
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“Tomahawk, you best check-in this minute. I’m not kidding. Sarge isn’t going to like this radio silence.”
Tomahawk reached up and cut the earwig off. He didn’t need the distraction. He had Treason in his line of sight and there was noway he was letting the bastard slip through his fingers this time. Sarge might kick his ass for killing his one connection with the rest of the team, but he would understand when he found out Treason was behind this entire kidnapping.
“How did they know where we stashed the kid?”
A tall man with the born and bred African accent shouted at Treason. Kind of a stupid move on his part. Treason wasn’t keen on being dressed down in private and he liked it less when others were around. It’s what had led to him deserting the Fifth Squad and making a beeline for their biggest enemy. He gave them the layout of the assignment he’d abandon his crew for, leading Fifth Squad into an ambush that costed the life of one of the members.
“You best get the fuck out of my face.” Treason took a step closer to the man who thought he was in-charge, giving Tomahawk the perfect shot.
He checked the wind direction one more time and then pulled the trigger. The hollow point bullet flew dead straight for the side of Treason’s head. Tomahawk would’ve rather had a frontal shot, but he’d take whatever he could get. There was two minutes for him to get back to the gathering point and get his butt chewed in half by Sarge.