“Sir! You have to help me! He’s got a gun!” Siobhan grabbed the soldier’s green uniform and stared into his eyes, pleading. Unlike previous IDF personnel she had encountered, this one’s English was not very good at all. “You stay. No leave.” The vise of his fingers gripped her arm, and Siobhan almost felt like she was the one who had done wrong, rather than the crazy person chasing her. Then she saw something that chilled her to the bone. Umar emerged from the tunnel. He rapi...dly tucked his pistol into his waistband when he came out into public view. The soldier beside her spoke into his radio. Umar picked up a radio from his own belt and responded. The radio in the hand of the soldier gripping her elbow crackled in response. Then she saw the soldier nod at her pursuer.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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