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these babies are fast,” Dagwood argued. “You paint one side and I paint the other.”
    “ Fine, let's get moving they are coming out of the underground garage in five minutes,” Voodoo said.
    The duo moved quickly and efficiently as they got into position. Voodoo was across the street while Dagwood went up a few blocks and waited. They needed to make contact with the air support, they were on their way so Dagwood was guiding them to where they were.
    Finally, the black SUV with tinted windows pulled out, and then another and another. Shit, three SUV’s, it didn’t matter they were all targeted now. He hit his earpiece to let Dag know there were three cars. He heard his friend swear and relay the information.
    The y moved and Voodoo waited a few seconds and pulled out as well. He had attached his Laser Painter to the handlebars as Dagwood had done as well. All they had to do was turned the small device to keep it on the car. As they moved Dag fell into line on the other side, they flanked the caravan and kept the laser on the middle SUV.
    Voodoo had finally linked into the JOC and his partner’s communication so he could listen. Now that he was out of contact with the bug, there had been no interference.
    “ ETA?” Dag asked.
    “ Two clicks,” the pilot responded.
    “ Roger that,” Dag said and they remained with the caravan as the pilot counted down his approach, there was one plane, one chance. This was it.
    “ Flash,” the pilot ordered and they turned the Laser on. “Spotted, clear shot, request permission to take shot.”
    Voodoo held his breath as he rode quickly on the scooter. He looked and knew then they were too close, they had not gotten into the open yet, and it would be several bl ocks before they did. When the pilot took the shot, he and Dag would have to stop quickly. He looked and played it out in his head. Dag was his partner, since they had been together Voodoo always protected him, always made sure he was safe. Finally deciding what he had to do, Voodoo pressed on the accelerator and listened again.
    “ Eagle Eye Approved,” the JOC said.
    Voodoo took a deep breath. He would do what he had to in order to keep Dag safe, as well as accomplish the mission.
    “Fox Two,” the pilot called and Voodoo slammed on the brakes, knowing the targeting was complete. He could hear the whistle of the missile. Dagwood had as well, and he knew they were well within the blast range. Dropping his scooter, he ran for his friend. Just as he felt the concussion of the explosion, Voodoo tackled his friend, taking him down and covering Dag’s body. His friend struggled a little but Voodoo held tight as he felt the heat from the gas tanks as they exploded.
    “ Made the Kill,” Pilot said in his ear wick, letting the JOC know they accomplished their task. Now they had to get the fuck out of there.
    “ Dag, move it,” Voodoo said as he pushed up off his friend who instantly jumped up and glared at him.
    “ Really? I didn’t need your protection!” Dagwood yelled as they ran for cover.
    “ Doesn’t matter you got it. Suck it up, Dag!” Voodoo yelled back.
    “ Dude, you are not going to be there all the time,” Dagwood said.
    “ Bet!” Voodoo rounded on his friend and got into his face. “It's my job.”
    “ Whatever,” Dagwood grumbled.
    ***
    Unfortunately, that was his greatest regret , Voodoo thought. He had failed his friend, and Arden. He hadn't been there for Dag and he hadn’t had the guts to go back and comfort Arden. He was a coward.

Chapter One
    Really, did her life have to continue to suck even m ore each day? Since her best friend and brother died, she had no one to tell her things were going to be all right. That was what Dagwood would do when she would call to bitch about her life; it was a continuing saga with only brief bright moments.
    She missed Mason, the asshole had walked away that night with the promise he would call when they got back and talk to her brother with her. He