The Tourist

Chapter 39

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Chapter 39

"The hostages are being held under their agency's headquarters?"

The captain rubbed at his temples for the hundreth time, "Yes, now please get swatt on the move. One of the hostages is the Queen's grandaughter."

"We'll be there" the line clicked dead and was transferred back to the President.

"What did they say?"

"Swatt is moving out as we speak sir."

"What news of the hostages?"

The captain let out a huge sigh, "no news sir. The plan is to catch them by surprise so they don't have time to run."

"Good. I have spoken to the Queen. They are immediately heading out. I will meet them and bring them in. The last thing we need is another scandal on our hands."

"I agree with you sir. We will make sure the girl stays safe."

"I hope you do captain. She's the last and only family heir of royal blood according to her grandmother."

The line clicked dead. The captain gathered his things, and headed out the door.

Outside of the agency the captain met with the Swatt team, going over their plan of procedure. Every employee would be gathered together and the rescue would commence.

"Once we have them arrested we will have him arrested and put in a prison located near D.C. until they are tried an handed over to the UK government.

The captain nodded hi approval, "well boys, we have a princess to rescue."

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"Who will it be princess? Ben or Blake?" Tom toyed the pistol between them both. A agonizingly slow as he wa going, Coral kept quiet.

James now lay unconscious nearby. Sophia had not screamed or protested. You could however, see that she was heartbroken. The river flow of tears was evidence enough.

Patrick and Emily, the agents she'd known as parents sat in a corner not too far watching.

"Alright since ou refuse to answer" he pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

An ear-piercing scream echoed the room followed by another, and a series of cursing.

Emily now lay on her back, biting back another scream.

"No please stop!", Coral begged as salty tears cascaded down her cheeks.

"I warned you about what would happen", he crookedly grinned, "and I am a man of my word"

He made his way over to Sophie next

"Why, you're awfully quiet" he mocked "What's wrong? Cat got your tounge?"

When she refused to look at him, he pulled her gruffly to his face, "Or is it because James betrayed you? It makes me so glad to finally shut you up, and in more was than one"

The unexpected happened. She looke him straight in the eye, without fear or any emotion at all for that matter.

"Go to hell!" And spat in his face.

Anger coursed through his veins. He quickly brought the pistol to her head and just as he pulled the trigger, Blake snapped the ropes from his wrist and sprinted over, pushing him out o the way just in time for the bullet to miss its target.