A break in the storm brought about a dark yet clear sky as well as a clear satellite connection. With that I received an Email from Phil. He told me he had sold our location to the Taliban who then told the family of the quests where they can find us. He was to be paid around five hundred thousand dollars for the information. What really happened was they set an ambush for him instead. He said he was sorry and wished he could take it all back. I wish he had the courage to come to Alaska. Maybe then I could have forgiven him. Ok, maybe I would have buried him in the snow, but we may never know what I would have done.
Whoever that was must know that they will need the building we are in or we would already be dead. All the supplies are in here and those auxiliary buildings weren’t built for long term habitation. They had another two to three hours before the storm stuck again. This time it would be around for days. I gathered everyone in the common room. I told them what was what and explained how we need to defend the main building. Dleen took the three children that came with them into a panic room in the center of the main building. She also took a Colt 1911 with a couple of spare magazines. No one in their right or wrong mind would shoot the windows out so we took up positions at the doors. I quickly realized this was a bad idea, we need to take the fight to them.
The snow was thick and deep. Tina’s makeshift snow shoes actually worked. Tina, her brother Dan and I made our way to the auxiliary building they were occupying. There was six of them all in lite snow gear. All of them with AK 47s. Clearly, they didn’t understand what fall in northern Alaska would be. Then Tina did a count. She realized there was ten cots on the floor. Four men were missing. We made our way back to the main building. As we approached we could hear the mistakeable sounds of AK and M4 fire. We made in inside to find two of them dead along with a woman named Kayoosh and Tina’s brother Dave. They were taken by surprise. Ted was hurt but not badly. It took all of us to keep Tina from rushing out at the others in the auxiliary building. I made a mistake by splitting up and it cost us two good people.
One of the children watching out the window said the others were on the move. I ordered all the quests into the panic room. Sara would have none of that. She wanted a gun and a chance to defend herself. Is love at first fight a real thing? Soon all the woman wanted guns. Three of the men went to a loading dock on the other side of the building. The first thee charged inside the front. They found nine-armed people waiting for them. A very quick exchange of gunfire ended up with all three dead. I don’t know or will ever know if the heard all that gunfire and were spooked or whatever they were thinking. The three at the loading dock made a break for it into the wilds of Alaska. Their wolf eaten frozen bodies were eventually found sometime in the spring. Two years later.
Just before the storm hit again we received a message. Jimmy somehow made it out of Afghanistan. He found his way back to our headquarters only to find a message Phil taped to the door. He then found Phil the next day on a beach in Mexico. He enclosed a video of him making Phil dig his own grave then him filling it. As much as I want to say I don’t approve of this, I did find myself watching this video two or three hundred times over the course of the next two months.
Two months later we were just days away from getting out of here. The site was compromised by Phil and the quests were going to be moved. All except for Sara. I woke up every morning with Sara next to me. I wouldn’t mind doing this for the rest of my life. Up here in the devil’s icebox a Jew and a Muslim found happiness with each other. Dan and Ted found something too. Who knew? Well, I guess they knew.
We would go back home and go from there. I didn’t have enough employees left to keep the company running. Maybe one day I would open shop again. I gave Tina, Dan, and Ted enough money so they wouldn’t have to work again. Bobby gave Jimmy seven million dollars in his will. He planned to open a catering business offering a restaurant experience in a person’s home. It sounds a little too price but who knows it may work. Sara and I will go back and manage all the properties I built while working as a mercenary. Maybe we will franchise the Russian bar concept? It will be nice to have a job that only requires wearing one gun.
These are short stories I wrote. Some are connected to the larger books I am working on others are just for the fun of story telling.
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