Damon and Eric sauntered out of the resort on the island; he could tell that Damon was tense and needed to get away from it all.  A gust of wind blew through the trees, as leaves crackled in the distance. A shuffling of footsteps grew closer, crashing through the rampant thudding of his heart. 

Eric gripped his high-powered Browning in his grip. His eyes darted back and forth, as they observed all the tourist scattered around walking down to the french rivera.  Suddenly, out of nowhere, a bullet-proof plated Hummer raced into the resort screeching to a halt. 

The doors flung open as black-clad mercenaries stepped out with Steyr AUG 's clutched in their grips. They scanned the surroundings searching for their target. The lead mercenary immedtialey spots Eric and opens fire. 

Eric pivoted, pulling the trigger as the bullet rushed out of the muzzle. People scattered as panicked screaming filled the once fancy resort. His instincts were on high alert. He had been very careful when they flew here.

"Damon, don't  worry I won't  let  them take the usb I promise you that." Eric stated in calm cool tone as they swiftly blended into a crowd by them.

The mercenaries bursted into the entrance making their way over to the check-in counter. The clerked glanced up staring wide-eyed as a gun was pointed at him. He fidgeted as he bite lip.

"We're looking for  Mr. Eric the Red." The mercenary asked in a threatening tone.

"I'm sorry but I can't divugle that information. Our costumers demand complete secrecy here." The clerk remarked in nervous tone.

The mercenary grabbed the clerk by the back of his head and slammed his head down on the counter. His finger rested on the trigger of his Stery AUG fully automatic machine gun in his grip.

"Again, what suite is he in?" the  mercenary snarled.

"Like I said before, I won't divulge my costumers information." the clerk answered in angry tone.

The mercenary pulled the trigger as he fired a round into the clerk. He jumped over the counter, noticing a computer on the counter. He quickly typed in the name on the screen, within seconds the intel flashed onto the screen. His fingers froze on the keyboard.

Damon Cohen and Eric Donovan.

What a coincidence, the mercenary thought

He should have known that the noisy journalist who had, threaten Miss NightShade would be here too. They could kill two birds with one stone and; still retrieve the usb that this Eric the Red had.

"Listen, Eric, when I gave you the usb I didn't mean to put you in danger on our vacation. And for that I'm sorry." Damon said in a worried tone.

"Damon, Your my best friend I've always been there for you and I always will no matter what happens .  And, no you didn't put in me danger trust me I can handle myself." Eric replied, as he caught a glimpse of one the mercenaries inside  the resort lobby.

Eric motioned for Damon to head back to his suite while he did what he did best. He waited for him  to be gone before; he navigated his way through of people standing around. He counted five of them in the lobby and armed too. That wasn't going to be a problem for him.

He bolted into the lobby, diving behind the couch, taking cover behind it with his pistol raised and ready for anything.  He remembered the first time when  they had been on a trip when he told him that he was an assassin for the CIA. Now  here they were on their vacation.  

"Nightshade, that's who dispatched us here. You and Damon are going to be dead meat I can promise you that." the mercenary shouted.

Damon strolled back to his suite,still wondering what he was going to do. They had planned this vacation before this all started, yes he needed a rest from being a journalist but he loved the passion of it. The thrill of exposing the secrets deals behind the scenes and the corruption.

After a while he made it over to his room and grabbed the door entering  his suite. Everything had gone wrong on this vacation. He was still curious  how the mercenaries had found them here.

Eric fired a bullet into the mercenary head as he sprinted out of the lobby to Damon suite. He glanced down at his pocket, looking at the usb and thought of Damon. 

He banged on the door , Damon strolled over to the door  seeing Eric standing outside with a pistol in his hand.