Chapter 13: The Final Stand
“He found the entrance,” Daniel whispered, panic flashing across his face. He grabbed Emily’s arm with a firm, protective grip, turning her toward the western branch of the drainage tunnel. “Run! The exit by the river is only a half-mile down this branch. I’ll hold Marcus off.”
“No, Daniel, come with me!” Emily urged, pulling back.
“If we both run, they’ll catch us both,” Daniel said firmly, a strange, grim determination settling over his features for the first time in their marriage. “Go, Emily. Give David that drive. Make them pay for what they did to Sarah, to my father, and to you. I’ll make sure Marcus never reaches the river.”
Before Emily could argue further, the beam of a powerful flashlight cut through the darkness down the main corridor behind them, accompanied by the heavy, hurried footsteps of Marcus closing in fast.
“Daniel! Get out of my way!” Marcus roared, stepping around the curve of the tunnel with the hunting rifle raised and ready.
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Emily didn't wait another second. She turned and sprinted down the dark, damp western branch of the drainage tunnel, splashing
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