Race Against Time

Four bullets riddled the man in black's chest. This was thrown to the ground by the force of the impacts, the weapon fell from his hand. Aaren immediately ran off but ... to his horror, the inspector had to see how the man slowly got up again, felt for his weapon. "What the ..." He sent another volley of bullets into the man's body, but the man still made no move to die. Instead, a bloody grin spread across his face. The dark eyes studied him with animal calm ... Aaren was frightened. An unfamiliar feeling. But he blocked it out. He could hear the blood rushing in his ears while the man who didn't want to die continued to feel for his weapon. He was faster. The next bullet hit his opponent in the head. The skull was half destroyed. "But you have to do that.", He thought. The figure finally collapsed and stopped moving. For a while he stood leaning heavily over the dead man. The man should have been dead after the first hits . The man should have just been dead ... that was the only thought that echoed through his head like a stuck record. Aaren was finally able to bring himself to keep walking. The landing platform couldn't be far. When he stumbled through a double door into the open, he had to briefly shield his face with his hand. The sun blinded him and the sound of engines roaring in his ears. A DropShip was ready to take off on the platform and Callahan, along with two other men, was just about to board. The sea rushed below them and ... if he wasn't mistaken, he heard more machines starting. Will the mystery of missing officials get solved?