p, her heart pounding. Kennedy was already moving,

is voice was tight. "But they're here." She scrambled to

. "There's a passage. A tunne

, a desperate, broken sound. "Of

d the back of the cottage. "A

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was sturdy. Kennedy had built it himsel

ance," he said. "It's

footsteps echoing in the darkness. The tunnel seeme

d. "Not far." He squeezed her

d of the tunnel collapsing behind them. "He's destroyed the

amed. "No." His voice was gr

-

g. Scarla could hear water dripping somewhere in the dist

. "To a river," Kennedy said. "Un

it in time." She nodded, her heart pounding. Then she heard v

ation, pressing her against the stone. "Don't m

r boots scraping against the stone. She

wants them alive." Alive, Cipher wanted them alive. W

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nnedy's heart beating against her back, could feel his breath warm agains

an let them hurt you." She turned to face

f a flashlight sweeping across the cavern floor. "Come on,"

-

rla plunged into it without hesitation, t

gh the underground river, away from the cavern and the hunters. They emerged at a small beach,

edy collapsed beside her, his chest heaving. "For now."

He met her eyes. "

nto his pocket, pulling out a small device. It was the satellite phone, still intact. "I ha

n her chest. "I love you," she said. "I know