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away and thirty or forty yards up a rocky path. He elbowed Mac and they stared
at her as she held up an open palm to them and kept her eyes in the direction
of whatever she had seen. She pulled the .45 from her belt with her free hand,
but her open palm and her gaze did not stray.
Finally she turned and looked directly at Rayford and Mac. She pointed two
fingers at her eyes, then her index finger above her and to the left, which
would put the target almost directly above the men. She held up two fingers.
"Two directly above us?" Rayford whispered.
Mac nodded. "I'm guessin' she's lookin' a couple hundred yards up."
Rayford kept his eyes on Leah as he started to scoot out from under the rock
overhang, but she held up her palm again, stopping him as she continued to
watch. Suddenly she showed him the back of her hand and beckoned him out with
her fingers. He hesitated, and she looked at him and nodded, then looked back
up.
Rayford duck-walked out and turned to look. He stared at the sheer face of a
rock wall and looked back at Leah to see if he could keep coming out. She
nodded, and he heard two more clicks on his radio. That made him and Mac and
Leah look to where Albie was climbing. He signaled the same as
Leah from his vantage point. Rayford backed away from Mac, who stayed in
position, until he saw the two GC with their backs to him on a high ridge.
Both were uniformed and armed, but they looked lethargic, following the
helicopters and checking the valleys below too.
Rayford signaled to both Leah and Albie to keep moving, then nodded to Mac to
follow him. They hurried out and between building walls to a small gorge that
led to a path toward higher ground.
They waited at a bend where they were out of the line of vision of the two on
the ridge far above.
"They're too far from Leah and Albie to hear their radios," Mac whispered.
Rayford mashed the button and said, "How sure are we there are only two?"
"No idea," Leah said.
"They're not on assignment," Albie said. "They're hurting, and they don't seem
to be answering to anyone. They're not doing anything specific. Just hanging
around, waiting."
"You'd bet there are no others?"
"Not sure I'd stake my life on it," Albie said.
Mac clicked in. "That's exactly what we're doing," he said. "Make the call."
"If we had to decide, I'd say it's worth the chance. But what's the rush?"
"Hundreds of people starting to line up outside," Rayford said. "And they've
got to be an hour above us."
Two clicks interrupted and Leah came on. "I see about a hundred yards I can
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advance without their seeing me. Shall I go for it?"
Rayford glanced at Mac, who nodded. "Affirmative. Three clicks when you're in
place, but don't speak unless you know they're far enough away."
As soon as he said that, Leah began a long but smooth ascent, the side arm in
her hand. The two GC
abruptly turned and walked the other way. "They're headed your way, Albie,"
Rayford said.
"I hope they keep coming," he said, and he lay on his stomach, unfolding the
built-in bipod and loading his weapon.
"That's not a bad idea," Mac said. "We can set up right here."
"We've got Leah up there without us then, Mac. We using her for bait?"
Mac shook his head. "Not unless they turn back toward her." He nodded at her.
"She'll reach a flat area up there in thirty minutes." Mac thrust a round into
the chamber of the big gun and stretched out on his belly.
A little more than twenty minutes later a chopper approached, and the GC
stopped and stared at it, not even attempting to hide. Like mirror images,
they raised their weapons and followed the trajectory of the craft. "Don't
even think about it, scumbags," Rayford muttered.
Mac scooted to his left and sighed. "I've got a bad angle here. You still got
a bead on 'em?"
Rayford sat up and peered through his scope. "Yeah." He punched the radio.
"See 'em, Albie?"
"Do I ever! They've both got that big old mark with Carpathia's mug on it,
about two inches high over their right eyes."
"Hold," Rayford said. "Maybe they've got David somewhere."
"I lost 'em," Albie said.
"Me too," Mac said.
"I've still got 'em," Rayford said.
Click.
"Go, Leah."
She clicked again.
"They're far enough away," Rayford told her. "What've you got?"
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