“Here, Chief.”
A hand rested on Sly’s shoulder for just a moment, but he knew it was Gail’s without her needing to tell him. The relief rolled through him like a wave.
As he headed for the beach, he heard her snap her seatbelt closed behind him. Now he could think. Like how to get out of here.
The helicopters and Rangers had performed a military miracle to keep the mob back and retain an open lane back to the beach.
But time was running short…very short.
The Rangers had driven down the field and a twin-rotor Chinook helicopter had swooped in to gather them all up. The three vehicles sat abandoned on the grassy verge and the mob was already moving toward them.
“We can’t let that happen.” An angry mob with heavy weaponry was not something he wanted close behind him. But there was nothi
