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“Are you sure that’s enough?” Devlin asked.
Kurt didn’t reply.
“Could it be too much?” Devlin asked.
The wailing alarm was bad enough, Devlin’s questions only made it worse. “I guess we’re going to find out one way or another,” Kurt said. “Now, get these people back.”
As Kurt attached a wire to each of the caps, Devlin backed down the tunnel, ushering the others to keep away.
Kurt was soon backing away with them, spooling out the wire as he went. He reached the first of the alcoves and ducked into it. The newly freed prisoners crowded around him as he attached the wires from the detonator to a small handheld device that resembled one of those grip strengtheners tennis players are always squeezing.
“What’s that?” Devlin asked.
“Some people call it a clacker,” Kurt said. “It sets off the explosives.”
Around them, the prisoners ducked and covered their ears. Fortunately for Kurt, the clacker was a tiny generator, not a battery-powered object or it would have been drained by the flash-draw that took out the snowmobile.
“Ready?”
Devlin and Masinga nodded in unison. With a quick compression, Kurt squeezed the clacker. The action sent a tiny electrical pulse racing down the wire. The pulse set off the blasting caps, which in turn detonated the C-4.
A thunderous explosion racked the subterranean halls, and a concussion wave surged down the tunnel and into the a
lcove. Kurt felt the air knocked out of him and was thrown to the ground along with everyone else in the cavern.
Getting up quickly, he fought his way through clouds of dust and down the tunnel. As he neared the far end, the dust began to clear. He saw light and an open room ahead. The door lay on its side.
Stepping into the hall, Kurt found no resistance. “It’s clear,” he shouted. “Let’s go.”
Devlin and Masinga came running up first. Kurt handed them weapons taken from the dead guards, and the three of them moved out with the crowd of prisoners close behind.
* * *
The shrill call of the alarm caught Thero’s attention as he began to run through the start-up checklist. He paused, wondering what could be happening.
As he waited, Hayley called out, “George, it doesn’t have to be like this. Tell your father there’s another way.”
Thero looked to his left. His son was there, staring at Hayley like a lovesick schoolboy.
“Don’t listen to her,” Thero shouted. “She never cared for us. She would have come to Japan if she had. She betrayed us and brought these men to our door.”
“I only want to help,” Hayley said.
Thero was trying to concentrate on the start-up procedure. He had no time for his son’s weakness.
“I can get you out of here,” Hayley said. “Both of you. You can fulfill all your dreams peacefully. You know that’s what you really want. You know that’s the right thing to do.”
Thero began to feel confused. His son urged him to reconsider. “Father, I think—”
A reverberating explosion shook the room. It came from somewhere deep in the cavern. Thero’s mind cleared. The alarm, the explosion. They were under attack.
When Thero looked up, George was gone. He must have run off somewhere. “Coward!”
“Please!” Hayley cried.
“Silence!” Thero shouted. He didn’t have time to worry about his son anymore, he had to strike before he was trapped and buried like the last time in Yagishiri. Even if they stopped him, he would lash out and wound the world for what they’d done.
“If you do this,” Hayley said, “they’ll know where you are. They’ll come here and destroy this place and you along with it.”
