Templar had a feeling the woman would follow him inside. That and it would be easier to catch someone leaving than playing cat and mouse. He was so stone still that she had actually walked right past him.
It was dark but Templar never actually needed his nightvision goggles. They were as much a hindrence as an aid. If someone shined a light at them then you were blind. It was that simple.
He got up and walked after the woman. He purposefully hung back around the last corner that she had turned, not wanting to scare the woman any more than she was already. That was his mistake. In the next instance a bloodied lady was upon her and they were wrestling.
He bolted around the corner so silently that he doubted the woman had actually seen him. Then she had screamed.
At the moment, he grabbed the lady from behind and twirled, her arms were flailing about madly. Shoving the lady against the wall he moved one hand over the back of her head and gave a sharp twist. The crack that followed was so loud it sounded like thunder. And then the lady went limp and fell against the floor.
Templar stepped back and gave one sharp look at Aari and saw that there really wasn't an option with her. He put his index finger to his lips, motioning to be quiet. He then took both his hands and pulled the helmet off of his head. Underneath the helmet he had short, cropped dark hair and brown eyes; his skin was white but tanned from his many seasons out in Iraq.
He put the helmet on her and pulled the front visor down. The action activated the NVGs so she could see much better. His words were a very sharp whisper.
"Just stick on my heels..."
He turned and went back to the corner, waiting on her.
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