36
The Approach
Jana held the Glock and pushed Cade between her and Stone.
“Why do you keep looking behind us?” Cade said to her.
“Checking our six, dumbass.”
“Quiet,” Stone said. “Both of you.” He held the carbine forward and led them out the back of the property through the tropical foliage, a mixed thicket of banana, jumbie soursop, and apra trees. They moved away from the house and toward the unpaved road until Stone held up a fist, the signal to stop. They took cover in the dense undergrowth and looked in the direction of the boat.
“Who is that?” Jana said.
Stone replied, “I don’t know, but this can’t be good.”
“How much ammo you got?” Jana said.
“A thirty-round mag and two in reserve,” Stone said. “Yours is full. Sixteen plus one in the pipe.”
They scanned the surrounding a
