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Suarez was a few feet behind him, and he saw the look in Soh’s eyes. “The girl,” Suarez said.
Soh nodded, and the two of them were moving instantly. Several of Soh’s men followed them out of instinct. It took them less than a minute to make their way back toward the room where Cormack O’Connell’s daughter was being held. Soh knew the situation was worse than he’d thought when he saw one of his men slumped in the doorway. There was a bullet hole in his forehead, and his lifeless eyes stared out at Soh as if to mock him.
Soh looked into the room and saw another body. This one was lying face up, his body mangled and twisted. Soh could see a hole in his chest and a great bloody tear in his stomach.
The girl was gone, that much was clear. But where had she gone? She couldn’t have slipped past the men at the entryway. Even in all the commotion, there was no way to get by. Then the realization hit Soh—it hadn’t been an attack. Not a real one, anyway. It had been a diversion. Which meant that there must be another way into the fort that Soh was unaware of.
He motioned for his men to follow him, and they headed toward the room farther back where they’d stored many of their supplies. The third soldier was lying facedown just inside the doorway. Blood covered the back of his shirt. The supplies had been strewn around the floor, and the table that had rested against the wall was overturned. At that moment, Soh saw the door for the first time.
He let out a bloodcurdling scream. “No!” he yelled. “Cormack O’Connell! I will kill you!”
He stormed over the supplies and the overturned table and through the door. He could not allow O’Connell to escape. He could not allow him to have his daughter back. There was still a good chance he could chase him down before they could get off the island. And if there was any way he could get to him, Soh would make sure he took full advantage of that chance.
At that moment, Cormack was slogging along the shoreline. The night had clouded over, depriving him of the ability to see the rocks and ground before him. He was in the shallow water at the edge of the shore, moving as quickly as he could, but his feet were leaden, and he slipped repeatedly on the ice-covered rocks. He could hear Soh’s men crashing through the frozen vegetation on the side of the hill, gaining on him every second.