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are,” replied Gray .
    Cash and Rigs were on site and were no doubt the reason the attempt on the two cars failed. Gray radioed Green with an update. Typically, Green, a former SEAL, informed him how he ate Marines for breakfast and he wasn’t to worry.
    The last resort option was in place.

Chapter 9
     
Santa Cruz, C A
     
    The slap knocked him sideways. Fifteen years of pent up frustration were released in one swing.
    “How fucking dare you!” Sophie screeched.
    Cash pulled himself upright , his face still stinging. He’d been punched many times but never slapped. He preferred a punch.
    “Shit, that hurts!” he said , rubbing his reddening cheek.
    “Try the love of your life pulling a disappearing act for fifteen years and refusing any contact. That’s hurt!”
    “Try the love of your life cheating on you with their father .”
    “I never slept with your father,” she said , lowering her voice almost to a whisper.
    “I caught you with him! And let’s face it, my father had a bit of a reputation for bedding his research assistants!”
    “You caught me very drunk, kissing him ; it was a mistake and was over in seconds.”
    “I can’t verify that .”
    “I thought he was you ,” she said, halfheartedly punching him in the chest.
    “What?” asked Cash.
    “I was very drunk, I heard someone come in and thought it was you. I stumbled across and threw my arms around your father and started to kiss him thinking it was you.”
    “And...and I w-walked in?” stammered Cash.
    “ And ran out of our lives, yes!” she said and started to cry again.
    “Kyle?”
    “One hundred percent yours. The reason I was so drunk was because I was pregnant, which I didn’t know until after you’d gone. We tried to contact you but you refused every attempt. I sent hundreds of letters, but they all came back unopened. We tried to visit your base but they wouldn’t let us in without your consent.”
    Cash nodded.
    “Your dad didn’t tell you?”
    “He was so pleased to see me . I didn’t spend much time with him. He did want to tell me something before the ceremony though.”
    Cash slumped onto the bed, the bed where he had most likely made a son, a son whose life he had been no part of.
    “Does Kyle know?”
    Sophie nodded . “But also knows you don’t know.”
    “Your mom?”
    Sophie nodded again. “She pretty much despises you and can barely say your name.”
    “Your dad?”
    “You were the son he never had. He always defended you, but was finding it harder and harder as Kyle grew older.”
    The sound of gunfire pulled Cash out of his despair. He pushed Sophie to the floor , propelling her out onto the landing, ushering Kyle and Mrs. Kramer to join them on the floor.
    “Stay down and do exactly as I say!” he commanded as bullets began to tear through the fabric of the house.
    “Rigs!” he shouted as he neared the top of the stairs.
    “ At least ten out front and some out back!” Rigs shouted, rushing into the house, followed by the three police officers. Rigs had moved into action mode, all awkwardness left behind. Cash likened it to stutterers who could sing perfectly without stuttering. Rigs’ mind was focused on one thing and one thing alone: neutralizing the enemy.
    “Weapons?”
    “The P90s, a few pistols, and a couple of shotguns from the police cars.”
    “Lay down some cover while I get these guys down the stairs ,” Cash said.
    “You heard the man !” shouted Rigs, throwing a P90 to Banks and instructing him and another officer to take the back of the house. “On my count, empty your magazines into the attackers,” said Rigs, looking at the third officer who would cover the front with him.
    “When he gets to three, I want you to all run as fast as you can down the stairs, keeping your heads low and go straight to the basement door ,” Cash told Kyle, Sophie and her mother.
    “They’re getting close!” shouted Banks, panic filling his voice.
    “Okay, one, two…” Rigs wanted to see