30 Pieces of Silver
“Svengurd was supposed to be nice and safe, holed up in some hot Turkish girl’s apartment until he could come in and sort this mess out.
“He’s gone, Sarge,” Davidson said as he pulled him back from the edge of the boat. “We’ve got to—”
More gunfire pelted them in their wake. Lopez was giving it everything he had to get them out of range.
Picking up his weapon, Brandt fired into the night. He fired long after they had pulled away from the island. Long after he had any chance of actually hitting anyone.
Brandt let Rebecca drag him down into the seat next to her. “It wasn’t your fault,” she said curling her fingers around his.
But how could it not have been? He had condemned his corporal based on what? A little opportunity and a glint of wire under his watch. He had felt so sure, at least up to the moment Svengurd took a bullet to the throat. The corporal had trusted him, but Brandt had sacrificed him.
His stomach churned knowing that Svengurd had taken a bullet meant for him.
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