221 Ambrosia Cartel: Part 28 (2/2)

Of course, Patrick was a real man. And like any real man, he didn't remember the first time they met. It was years ago. There was no way Patrick could remember their first meet. They were little kids back then with a very innocent mind. They wouldn't remember any first encounter, especially since their memories hadn't strengthened back then.

”Of course, I don't remember,” Patrick smiled at the back of the car.

Lynn went quiet. She only aimed a fist at the backseat where Patrick was sitting. Patrick just smiled back once he looked at the fist. Lynn's face had reddened. It was quite a circumstance, a flower or any food would be quite nice for their date.

Lynn drove to the highway where she could gain access to a nearing landing zone quicker. The landing zone location was located in the middle of nowhere in the Panamian forest. It was located in the opening of a forest. No, it wasn't the campground, it was simply another helicopter landing zone.

”Patrick. One thing, are you sure that I did the right thing three years ago?” Lynn suddenly asked that question.

Three years ago, the tragedy where three school kids were killed and turned into minced meat by an unknown source. Police hid the evidence since everything that they could find doesn't make any sense. The bullet that Lynn used was a military bullet which was very rare by nature. It was the 14.5mm round that was fired from an anti-materiel rifle.

”I don't know. It was up to you to decide whether you want to see it as retribution or as an act of blasphemy. In my opinion, you always do the right thing, even if it sometimes threaten your own life. For example, I was against your plan when you decided to be put as a hostage for the Trinity high school and yet, I still rescue and supported your plan at the end of the day,” Patrick said.

”Thank you, love,” Lynn said and she smiled, knowing that the person that was sitting behind him would always support her from the back.

Patrick sighed. ”However, please value your life more, Lynn. I don't know what we will say to our children if their mother suddenly disappeared out of nowhere. I just don't have the heart to say it,” Patrick said.

”I know.” Lynn nodded.

They entered a dark jungle that could be entered from the exit of the highway. It was a gravel road that led to the jungle. It was dark and it was scary. However, Patrick and Lynn knew that there were some snipers stationed on that jungle since it was one of the vital locations for the HSDC operation in Panama.

”Charlie Papa entering Sector Bravo-Lima-Charlie-Six-Niner.” Patrick grabbed his radio. He gave that warning so no one would shoot him while he was riding down the gravel road in that car. If he failed to do that, his car would be shot and he would certainly under threats of his own man. Patrick didn't want that at all.

”Copy that Charlie Papa. Helo is en route to LZ,” the radio responded.

”Sure, thanks,” Patrick said and he finished the communication with the other parties.

The car was driven down the road. The LZ wasn't very far, it was around twenty kilometers from where they entered the forest. ”Charlie Papa, this is Quebec. The helo will enter the LZ.”

”Copy that, Quebec. Charlie Papa out.” Patrick put the radio away and Lynn drove through that untamed jungle and gravel roads. The helicopter had been waiting in the landing zone. The helicopter had landed there and personnel had been waiting for them there.

Patrick and Lynn got out of the car with the intel on their hands. ”Welcome aboard, sir.”