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disbelief and didn’t respond right away.
    He knelt down beside her and said in a quiet tone, “Em, we have to go. We have to get out of here. We need to leave now.”
    She looked up and nodded her head in agreement, then lifted herself up and slowly started to back away. As she was backing up, she stumbled over a large rock on the ground and fell on her back. The ruffling of the foliage was loud enough to attract the attention of the three assassins. One of the gunmen shouted and pointed directly where the ruckus had come from.
    At that moment, chaos ensued within the both of them and they knew they had no choice but to make their escape. Picking Emily up and pushing her to get running, Tony let out a yell. “Run, Emily! Run!”
    She didn’t even think of responding. She was sprinting through the jungle as fast as her legs would carry her. Her many years of running track were helping her maintain her speed and endurance as she hurdled any obstacle in her way. The only indication that Tony was still with her was the trampling of footsteps she heard coming from the rear. The bursts of gunfire didn’t afford her the time to look behind to see how far back he was. Her eyes kept forward as the gunfire around them rattled in her ears.
    They ran for what seemed forever, finally coming to a clearing. Emily went down to one knee, scanning the area before moving on. Tony knelt down beside her in exhaustion.
    After a quick moment and a gather of breath, she pointed and said, “Our truck is right past that tree line. We can make it if we move now.”
    Scoping the area quickly, Tony looked at her and responded, “Okay, let’s go.”
    As they stood up to make the run across the clearing, a burst of gunfire rang out and Emily heard the muffled sound of flesh being torn apart as Tony screamed out in agony. She turned around to see her friend falling to the ground in pain and could see the exit wound of the bullet in his chest. His normally bright red polo shirt was now a dark crimson shade due to the massive amount of blood streaming from his torso.
    She let out a yelp and ran to help him, but was quickly stopped in her tracks by the sight of a gunman who was standing at the end of the field. He aimed the barrel of the rifle at her and squeezed the trigger.
    She didn’t feel the bullet hit her and thought at first that the assassin had missed her. It took her a few seconds to realize the weapon had misfired. Without hesitation, she was off again and ran into the tree line. She heard voices coming from behind and took a quick glance back to see if they were still following her. When she turned back around to face forward, there was a man with sandy brown hair and dark hazel eyes staring directly at her.
    Fearing she was about to die, she screamed and punched the man who was grabbing her. He put his hand over her mouth and told her to get down. She was in shock so she did as she was told. When the man turned away from her, she thought of running, but her legs wouldn’t seem to move.
    The man crouched down behind a tree and pulled out a handgun from his hip, aiming it in the direction where she had just come from. She recognized the pistol as an M9 Beretta because it was her husband’s weapon of choice. It was at this time she realized this man meant her no harm. A minute later she heard the three gunmen coming through the trees.
    The first shot went off without her even seeing anybody there. Noting that her savior didn’t take a second shot, she presumed he had killed one of the assassins with the single round. There was silence for a minute and then gunfire from the rifles of the other two assassins could be heard as they fired in the direction of the sandy-haired hero. He crouched behind the tree and waited for the other men to expel their rounds before he got up and fired again.
    He fired a few more rounds this time and she witnessed the bullets hitting one of the two remaining gunmen, killing him instantly. She finally allowed