Doom POV
We jogged together, my eyes scanning the trees, worried we had drifted too close to the area that Storm warned me was not covered by cameras. It was Tracey who noticed the red dot, searching the area before us, like the sniper we were checking his range, between the trees. I kicked myself for not seeing it at first; it was so very obvious. I was too fixated on the trees, worrying about snipers.
Storm had men on the way, and we were going to turn back, but two men came out of the bushes, and I had to work out keeping them both fixated on me, and keep Tracey safe. Yeah, the fun started.
I pulled a knife from my sock as the fight got hot, and I was in for the fight of my life. It was rough. He managed to stick me with his knife a couple of times, but he was bleeding a lot worse th
