Dane took aim, but before he could squeeze the trigger, something invisible thwacked the ScanoGen man in the gut, and he tumbled backward, rifle falling from lifeless hands. Dane recognized Bones’s whoop of delight. Good man.
That was when the shooter Dane had been stalking made his presence known. He fired off a grenade that exploded somewhere near Bones’s hiding place. Dane didn’t have time to look for his friend. He had finally spotted the attacker, who wasn’t watching the pyramid, but was looking to see if he’d gotten Bones.
Cold determination fixed Dane’s resolve. He lined up his shot, took careful aim, and squeezed the trigger. He didn’t need to look to know he’d hit his target, but he took a grim satisfaction in watching the man fall from a perfect shot to the head.
He dashed around the pyramid, the faint light of the burning tree flickering across its eroded surface. Reaching the far corner, he sprang down and called Bones’s name, and was relieved to hear his friend answer, though his voice was weak.
His relief was short-lived, because just then, a dark figure smashed into him, and he tumbled to the ground, his M-16 clattering to the ground. As he grappled with his attacker, he struck out blindly and his fist met bone in a glancing blow that didn’t do much damage. The man struck back, but Dane ignored the punch, focusing on trapping the man’s arm.
He was a big man with a buzz cut and a scar on his right cheek. This was Kennedy, whom Tam had described as the most dangerous of the ScanoGen force. Dane barely had time to register the thought when Kennedy raised a knife and brought it plunging down.
Dane put up an arm to block the strike, but before the knife could find its target, a snarling black shadow flew out of the night. Kennedy shouted in surprise as he was bowled over. He rolled to the side beneath the dark shape that continued to snarl.
Unburdened by Kennedy’s weight atop him, Dane clambered to his feet and saw the man fleeing from Hamilcar, who was brandishing an ancient sword, and three men armed with spears. Isa the jaguar stood protectively in front of Dane, her teeth bared at the retreating figure. She had come to his aid at just the right time.
Dane knelt and scratched her between the shoulder blades. She nuzzled his arm and purred contentedly. “I should take you home with me, girl. Do you think you’d like it on the beach?”
He heard Bones call his name, followed the sound of his friend’s voice, and found him lying on the ground, shaking his head. Tam lay in a heap nearby, bleeding from a scalp wound.
“She’s not dead,” Bones grunted. “But she’s out cold. How many did we get?”
“I got the guy who shot the grenade at you.”
“Nice one, bro.” Bones rubbed his temple. “He gave me one hell of a headache. Tam got one and I got that guy over there. That just leaves one more.”
“Kennedy. He just bolted.” Dane hauled Bones to his feet.
“Looks like we failed.” Bones shook his head sadly as he stared at the ruined tree. Despite his devil-may-care exterior, Bones retained some of his people’s values, and his regard for nature was one of them. He would not relish the destruction of any ancient tree, but this one was particularly tragic.
Dane looked at the charred remains of what, just minutes before, had been a one-of-a kind, miracle of nature. Its silver bark was now a scorched, black hull. The limbs had been blown apart, the leaves incinerated, and now the single fruit was a shriveled ruin in the midst of the burning remnants. No one would ever make use of its power again, but perhaps that was for the best.
“Do we go after Kennedy?” Bones asked.
“I don’t think you’re up to it. Besides, he’s alone and unarmed. I think they can handle him. Let’s get help for Tam.”
“I’m all right.” Tam was sitting with her head between her knees. “Just a little cut.”
Dane knelt and inspected the wound. It wasn’t deep. Still, the girl was tough. “Let’s get this patched up, and then we’ll get out of here.”
Chapter 31
Matt met them at the entrance to the pyramid. Willis stood guard just inside.
“Is it over?” Willis asked, a touch of disappointment in his tired voice.
“We think so.” Dane helped Tam inside, where Matt hastily cleaned and bandaged her wound. Thomas and Kaylin joined them, and Dane and Bones recounted the details of the fight.
“At least it’s finished,” Kaylin sighed. “Please tell me we can go home now.”
“Kaylin, can we talk?” Thomas shifted his weight from one foot to the other, his eyes flitting from side-to-side.
“What is it?” There was a wariness in her voice, as if she feared the subject he was about to broach.
“Let’s go somewhere private, all right?” Thomas took her hand and turned to lead her away, but froze at the sound of someone running down the corridor.
Fawcett burst into the room. “You’ve got to get out of here right now!” he gasped, sweat pouring down his pallid face. “They’re coming for you!”
Dane couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Who is coming? More ScanoGen agents?”
“No. The locals. They blame you all for leading the ScanoGen men here, and they plan on punishing you for it. They’re still arguing amongst themselves, but it won’t take them long to work up the courage.”
“We saved their butts.” Bones looked like he was ready to take them all on. “And this is how they thank us? Bring ‘em on!”
“Forget it, Bones,” Dane said. “We’ll go. No point in fighting to save their lives only to kill them ourselves. Let’s get the hell out of here.”
Hand on his Walther, he pushed past Fawcett and headed down the corridor, headed toward the exit. He didn’t want to fight these people, but he and his friends would walk free, whether they liked it or not. No going quietly; no being locked up again.
“Not that way!” Fawcett snapped. “You’ll walk right into the middle of them. You’ll have to take the other way out. The escape route I told you about.” He indicated the dark, downward-sloping passageway that led deep in the heart of the pyramid.
“You heard him,” Dane said to his friends. “Let’s go. Anyone need a hand?” He looked at Willis and Tam, both of whom shook their heads. They, along with Bones and Matt, followed Fawcett down into the darkness while Dane hung back to cover the rear. Kaylin tried to follow the others, but Thomas pulled her back.
“Kaylin, wait a moment. I wish I could do this another way and,” he glanced at Dane, “in another place. I want you to stay here with me.” Kaylin gaped. “Hear me out. It’s wonderful here. The people have lived in peace for over two thousand years. Even the animals are tame. You didn’t see the real Kephises. It’s a paradise! We could have the perfect life here. There’s a lifetime of study here. You can learn about their history, culture, language, architecture, even their art and music. There is a whole Kephises you haven’t seen yet, and we can discover it together in a place of peace and beauty.”
Dane thought this was the most absurd thing he’d ever heard. These people would likely hold Thomas, and certainly Kaylin, just as responsible for the carnage ScanoGen had inflicted on their home as they did Dane and the others. He expected Kaylin to laugh, or at least tell him he was insane, but instead she looked… uncertain. Her eyes flitted from Thomas to Dane, and back to Thomas again.
“I don’t know…” she began.
“Stay with me.” Thomas dropped to his knees. “Be my wife. They accepted me here. They’ll accept you, too. We can help them rebuild their city. Just think, we can be a part of an ancient race that has lasted for two millennia. No one gets that chance. Not ever!”