Laura 01 The Jaguar Prophecy Read Online Free Page B

assassin is standing. He has not yet detected you; you have the advantage, move now, you have only one chance, one punch. Victor clenches his right fist and gets ready, steadying himself with his left hand on the ground. If he can time it right, he can push off the ground with his left hand and drive himself forward and up with his legs, allowing him to deliver a devastating blow from below into the man’s stomach. The blow will render the man disabled just long enough for him to get the upper hand over the man. All relies now on split second timing and precision. Keep coming, just a little more, just an inch or more is all that is needed, death will be swift, but not painless.
    Suddenly the attacker freezes, holding his breath, he has sensed something.
    Move now, move now, he knows there is someone in front of him! Victor’s brain urges his muscles to explode into action. Every muscle in his body tightens, ready for the attack, like a coiled spring waiting to be released. Just before Victor can attack, the bathroom door opens and light floods into the room, half blinding Victor and the attacker.
    Unaware of the situation outside, Laura opens the bathroom door and steps into the room, deep in thought. She has a towel around her hair, and is busy drying herself with another. The bathroom light reflects off her beautiful skin, creating a magnificent scene. She is naked and has clearly just stepped out of the bath.
    The door is directly inline with the assassin and the moment it opens he immediately turns his attention to the person emerging, expecting an attack from the side. He did not expect Laura, and is distracted by her beauty for a moment, just a moment but a moment too long all the same.
    Victor sees the knife within a split second, a double-edged killing knife in the man’s right hand, held at hip level with the blade facing forward, a thrusting hold, “amateur” Victor thinks. Victor’s body explodes into action, thrusting upwards with his legs and left hand, delivering a devastating right punch into the man’s solar plexus, now easy to target due to the bathroom light.
    There is the distinct sound of bones breaking when the punch lands, and Victor’s fist sinks deep into the man’s chest. Immediately Victor brings his left hand up, grabbing the man’s right wrist. Pain fills the assassin’s body, overriding any thought patterns, any counter attack.
    Victor’s left hand has now locked around the man’s right wrist, blocking him from bringing the knife up and stabbing Victor. Victor brings his right knee up fast and knees the man in the groin, further disabling him. Now Victor is ready for the final move, bringing his right hand in for support he twists the man’s wrist and brings his arm up simultaneously, pointing the knife at the man’s own throat. There is a sickening sound as the knife cuts into the man’s throat, puncturing his windpipe, allowing air and blood to mix.
    Victor then gives the blade a sharp twist, crushing the man’s windpipe while severing one of the main arteries in his neck. Blood gushes out of the wound and runs down the man’s windpipe towards his lungs, choking him with his own blood. The assassin makes one desperate attempt to choke Victor before he dies, but there is no power in his grip and his hands slide from Victor’s throat as he sinks to the ground. As his knees hit the ground, the man lets out his last breath, a sound like a gurgle due to the blood and knife partially obstructing the path.
    Victor lets go of the man, allowing him to drop backwards onto the ground, and then looks at Laura. She is standing in the doorway with her hands covering her mouth, holding back a scream. Victor slowly looks her up and down, taking in her beauty before walking to the main door and switching on the lights.
    The sudden change in lighting unfreezes Laura, and she suddenly becomes aware that she is totally naked, having dropped her towel to cover her mouth. With lightning speed she