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〃You hold it right there； sucker； or I'll blow your head off。〃
Cathy already had the ropes shucked off her hands； and untied Jack first。 He went over to Blondie。 The body was still twitching。 Blood was still pumping from the surreal nightmare that had been a human face thirty seconds before。 Jack took the Uzi from his hands； and a spare magazine。 The Prince did the same with Blackie； whose body was quite still。
〃Robby；〃 Jack said as he examined the safety…selector switch on the gun。 〃Let's get the hell away from here。〃
〃Second the motion。 Jack； but where to？〃 Jackson pushed Shorty's head against the floor。 The terrorist's eyes crossed almost ically on the business end of the Remington shotgun。 〃I expect he might know something useful。 How'd you plan to get away； boy？〃
〃No。〃 It was all Cooley could muster at the moment。 He realized that he was； after all； the wrong man for this kind of job。
〃That the way it is？〃 Jackson asked； his voice a low； angry rasp。 〃You listen to me； boy。 That lady over there； the one you called niggah that's my wife； boy； that's my lady。 I saw you hit her。 So； I already got one good reason to kill you； y'dig？〃 Robby smiled wickedly； and let the shotgun trace a line down to Shorty's crotch。 〃But I ain't gonna kill ya。 I'll do somethin' lots worse 〃
〃I'll make a girl outa you； punk。〃 Robby pushed the muzzle against the man's zipper。 〃Think fast； boy。〃
Jack listened to his friend in amazement。 Robby never talked like this。 But it was convincing。 Jack believed that he'd do it。
So did Cooley： 〃Boats 。 。 。 boats at the base of the cliff。〃
〃That's not even clever。 Say goodbye to 'em； boy。〃 The angle of the shotgun changed fractionally。
〃Boats！ Two boats at the base of the cliff。 There are two ladders 〃
〃How many watching them？〃 Jack demanded。
〃One； that's all。〃
Robby looked up。 〃Jack？〃
〃People； I suggest we go steal some boats。 That firefight outside is getting closer。〃 Jack ran to his closet and got coats for everyone。 For Robby he picked up his old Marine field jacket that Cathy hated so much。 〃Put this on； that white shirt is too damned visible。〃
〃Here。〃 Robby handed over Jack's automatic。 〃I got a box of rounds for the shotgun。〃 He started transferring them from his pants to the jacket pockets and then hefted the last Uzi over his shoulder。 〃We're leaving friendlies behind。 Jack；〃 he added quietly。
Ryan didn't like it either。 〃I know； but if they get him； they win and this ain't no place for women and kids； man。〃
〃Okay； you're the Marine。〃 Robby nodded。 That was that。
〃Let's get outa here。 I have the point。 I'm going to take a quick look…see。 Rob； you take Shorty for now。 Prince； you take the women。〃 Jack reached down and grabbed Dennis Cooley by the throat。 〃You screw up； you're dead。 No fartin' around with him； Robby； just waste him。〃
〃That's a rog。〃 Jackson backed away from the terrorist。 〃Up slow； punk。〃
Jack led them through the shattered doors。 The 。two dead agents lay crumpled on the wood deck； and he hated himself for not doing something about it； but Ryan was proceeding on some sort of automatic control that the Marine Corps had programmed into him ten years before。 It was a bat situation； and all the lectures and field exercises were flooding back into his consciousness。 In a moment he was drenched by the falling sheets of rain。 He trotted down the stairs and looked around the house。
Longley and his men were too busy dealing with the threat to their front to notice what was approaching from behind。 The British security officer fired four rounds at an advancing black figure and had the satisfaction of seeing him react from at least one hit when a hammering impact buried him against a tree。 He rebounded off the rough bark and half turned to see yet another black…clad shape holding a gun ten feet away。 The gun flashed again。 Within seconds the woodline was quiet。
〃Dear God；〃 the rifleman muttered。 Running in a crouch； he passed the bodies of five agents； but there wasn't time for that。 He and his spotter went down next to a bush。 The rifleman activated his night scope and tracked on the woodline a few hundred yards ahead。 The green picture he got on the imaging tube showed men dressed in dark clothes heading into the woodline。
〃I count eleven；〃 the spotter said。
〃Yeah；〃 the rifleman agreed。 His bolt…action sniper rifle was loaded with 。308 caliber match rounds。 He could hit a moving three…inch target the first time； every time； at over two hundred yards； but his mission for the moment was reconnaissance； to gather information and forward it to the team leader。 Before the team could act； they had to know what the hell was going on； and all they had now was chaos。
〃Werner； this is Paulson。 I count what looks like eleven bad guys moving into the trees between us and the house。 They appear to be armed with light automatic weapons。〃 He pivoted the rifle around。 〃Looks like six of them down in the yard。 Lots of good guys down Jesus； I hope there's ambulances on the way。〃
〃Do you see any friendlies around？〃
〃Negative。 Remend that you move in from the other side。 Can you give me a backup here？〃
〃Sending one now。 When he gets there； move in carefully。 Take your time； Paulson。〃
〃Right。〃
To the south； Werner and two other men advanced along the treeline。 Their night…camouflage clothing was a hatchwork of light green； designed by puter； and even in the lightning they were nearly invisible。
Something had just happened。 Jack saw a sudden flurry of fire； then nothing。 Despite what he'd told Robby； he didn't like running away from the scene。 But what else could he do？ There was an unknown number of terrorists out there。 He had only three armed men to protect three women and a child； with their backs to a cliff。 Ryan swore and returned to the others。
〃Okay； Shorty； show me the way down；〃 Ryan said； pressing the muzzle of his Uzi against the man's chest。
〃Right there。〃 The man pointed； and Ryan swore again。
In all the time they'd lived here。 Jack's only concern with the cliff was to keep away from it； lest it crumble under him or his daughter。 The view from his house was magnificent enough； but the cliffs height meant that from the house there was an unseen dead zone a thousand yards wide which the terrorists had used to approach。 And they'd used ladders to climb up of course； that's what ladders are for！ Their placements were marked the way it said in every field manual in the world； with wooden stakes wrapped with white gauze bandaging； to be seen easily in the dark。
〃Okay； people；〃 Ryan began； looking around。 〃Shorty and I go first。 Your Highness； you e next with the women。 Robby； stay ten yards back and cover the rear。〃
〃I am adept with light weapons；〃 the Prince said。
Jack shook his head emphatically。 〃No； if they get you； they win。 If something goes wrong。 I'm depending on you to take care of my wife and kid； sir。 If something happens； go south。 About half a mile down you'll find a gully。 Take that inland and don't stop till you find a hard…surface road。 It's real thick cover； you should be okay。 Robby； if anything gets close； blast it。〃
〃But what if 〃
〃But； hell！ Anything that moves is the enemy。〃 Jack looked around one last time。 Give me five trained men； maybe Breckenridge and four others； and I could set up one pisser of an ambush 。 。 。 and if pigs had wings 。 。 。 〃Okay； Shorty； you go down first。 If you fuck us up； the first thing happens； I'll cut you in half。 Do you believe me？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Then move。〃
Cooley moved to the ladder and proceeded down backward； with Ryan several feet above him。 The aluminum rungs were slippery with the rain； but at least the wind was blocked by the body of the cliff。 The extension ladder how the hell did they get that here？ wobbled under him。 Ryan tried to keep an eye on Shorty and slipped once halfway down。 Above him； the second group was beginning its descent。 The Princess had taken charge of Sally； and was ing down with Ryan's daughter between her body and the ladder to keep her from falling。 He could hear his little girl whimpering anyway。 Jack had to ignore it。 There wasn't room in his consciousness for anger or pity now。 He had to do this one right the first time。 There would be no second。 A flash of lightning revealed the two boats a hundred yards to the north。 Ryan couldn't tell if anyone was there or not。 Finally they reached the bottom。 Cooley moved a few feet to the north and Ryan jumped down the next few feet； gun at the ready。
〃Let's just stay put for a minute。〃
The Prince arrived next； then the women。 Finally Robby started down； his Marine parka making him invisible against the black sky。 He came down quickly； also jumping the last five feet。
〃They got to the house just as I started down。 Maybe this'll slow them some。〃 He held the white…wrapped stakes。 It might make the ladders harder to find。
〃Good one； Rob。〃 Jack turned。 The boats were out there； invisible again in the rain and shadows。 Shorty had said that only one man was guarding them。 What if he's lying？ Ryan asked himself。 Is this guy willing to die for his cause