Here's a little bit from Mark of the Jaguar. Enjoy!
After five days of intense planning, Alec led his cousins through the darkness surrounding Damien's Denver compound. They had gone over everything, down to the last detail, to make sure everything went smoothly. No one wanted to make the same mistakes they had before and end up with another member of their team dead. This time they would leave nothing behind. Damien's research would all be destroyed along with every single bottle of serum.
Just as they'd expected, the security around Damien's research compound had doubled since their recent infiltration. Alec, and his cousins, dressed in black, cloaked and armed, snuck around the perimeter and split up. Rafael headed toward the north end with explosives in hand. Alec and Enrique took the south end and Dominic stayed on the east side.
Rafael extended his two inch claws and cut through the fence that led to the north end of the property. Knowing there would be less chance of fatalities on this end of the compound, he began to place explosives in the previously designated places, careful to avoid being seen by the regularly pacing guards. Once the bombs had all been placed, he snuck back out of the fenced area and waited in the trees, glancing at his watch for the exact moment they'd planned for the distraction. Another two minutes passed, with another glance at his watch, Rafael pressed a button on the remote in his hand. Several deafening explosions erupted before him, lighting up the dark night. As expected, Damien's guards began shouting and running about. With a satisfied smile, Rafael turned and headed back towards the east side of the building.
Alec and Enrique waited for the distraction to pull the guards away from the laboratory area. Once the bombs had exploded, Alec and Enrique slipped through the back window they broke open. They didn't need to worry about setting off any alarms now, since the explosion in front had taken care of that problem. Once inside, Enrique follow Alec as he jogged down the hall towards the lab. Quickly and efficiently, they split up and either destroyed or confiscated every piece of information related to the serum. While Enrique took care of the computers, Alec destroyed the serum samples and equipment.
“Some of the serum is missing,” Alec whispered with a frown. “Damien must have taken some with him when he left.”
Enrique's brow furrowed and he nodded. “Then we'll follow him to Guatemala and destroy it along with him.”
Satisfied that everything available was gone or ruined, Enrique planted a few more explosives. They left the building and hid in the bushes across the street. Alec glanced down at his watch and then exchanged a look with Enrique. They had agreed to give Dominic and Rafael a certain amount of time to look for Christian's dad and any other prisoner before setting off the bombs on the south side of the building. Alec tried not to fidget as they waited in silence for their cousins. A few minutes later, he glanced at his watch and frowned. Time was up.
Peering through the darkness with ease, Alec breathed a sigh of relief as he spotted two familiar shapes jogging towards them through the night. With a click, Enrique set off the southern bombs and more flames lit up the Denver street. Sirens had begun wailing moments after the first explosion. Turning, the four cousins stealthily made their way down the street to their dark, unassuming vehicle parked in an ally and left the scene.
Alec glanced in the rear view mirror at Dominic and Rafael. “I take it you didn't find Christian's father?”
Rafael frowned and shook his head. “No, but there are going to be enough people on the scene that if he's there, I'm sure they'll find him.”
“You sure they won't just find his body?” Enrique asked dryly.
Rafael rolled his eyes and grinned. “I made sure that the bombs were placed in the least dangerous place possible. If Damien was holding prisoners, it would have been on the west side. I did my research,” he assured Enrique.
Enrique raised an eyebrow but kept on driving in silence.
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