Taylor

Thankfully, the rest of their trip to the airport was uneventful. Taylor was pretty sure they had seen the last of the mercs. If there were any more of them … [See More on Patreon]

For the next hour, the drive was more or less uneventful. Taylor knew the mercs were out there and just hoped they ran into them before they got … [See More on Patreon]

Taylor steered the stolen car westward. Bonnie kept insisting she had a place to go, but as they started to get to the outskirts of Caracas, and then out of the city … [See More on Patreon]

They both remained nervous, constantly glancing over their shoulders, on the lookout for anyone following them, but no one … [See More on Patreon]

The buzzing phone jerked Taylor awake. The phone said he’d been asleep for only five hours, which wasn’t enough … [See More on Patreon]

Caracas, Venezuela It was mid-afternoon when the taxi dropped Taylor off at the address he’d given the man, a run-down bar that looked like its last paint … [See More on Patreon]