La Guerrera Capitulo 6 Novels & Stories

"Sanchez must be desperate." As they pressed forward, a third attacker emerged inside the compound itself, having slipped past the defenses. He aimed at Elena. Capello didn’t hesitate. Bang. The bullet from Capello's gun hit the intruder square in the chest. He collapsed. "We’re not losing anyone tonight," Capello muttered. Suddenly, Sergio rushed into the room, out of breath. "We caught someone trying to disable the backup generators. It's Joel. He's here." They raced down to the sublevel. Joel was tied to a chair, bleeding from a head wound. Two guards stood over him.

That sneaky Arsehole. You get one Carrero … Not again. I feel so stupid that I almost fell for it. In fact, I DID fall for it. Arsehole. Utter Prick. Carrero is a devious snake, and he probably gives no more shits about tonight than he does about some random girl on the street going through the same ordeal. It’s all just a gameplay and another level of how he operates. He wanted my little sad backstory and now he has it, and I am left furious that he would pull the gentle hero card while I am in a fragile state.

the crowd chanted, their voices rolling like thunder. Guerrero did not smile. He stood still, stone faced, unshaken. “Since you refuse to step down the easy way,” he said calmly, “we will do it the hard way. You rebel.” Lucia grabbed a nearby arrow, pulled the string, and fired at the nearest soldier. The arrow struck his armor, bounced off, and clattered uselessly to the ground. The soldiers looked at the spot where it hit… then laughed. They rushed her all at once. Strong hands seized her arms and legs, dragging her down. Ropes were fastened tightly around her wrists and ankles.