That sounded like him.
They cleared the thickest part of the floating debris and Damien accelerated again.
Mila glanced behind to find the cruiser heading straight out to sea towards them.“Damien?”
He gestured her closer so she could hear him.“I see them.They might just be taking the easiest route out of the bay before they change direction.”
She hoped that was the case.“Or they may have radar and are checking out who we are?”
He nodded.
“How far to extraction?”
“Another couple of kilometres.The ship’s been diverted and we have different coordinates to reach.If Agus is still following us, we’ll have to do it fast.”
She hugged her torso and glanced at Trixie.“What does that mean?”
“Depends on the helo they send.They send the Chinook and we’ll drive straight in and take off.If they send something smaller, we might just get winched up.”
“What about the boat?”
“Collateral damage.”He shrugged.“They’ll send down either a sling or a ladder.The ladder you climb as fast as you can.The sling goes over your torso and under your arms.They’ll haul you up.”
Her gut clenched.Not something she wanted to do while being chased but this was all in a day’s work for Damien.“And Trixie?”
“I’ll deal with her.”
He got on the radio.“Radar, you copy?”
“Copy.”
“We’ve got a possible bogie following us.We’ll need to do it fast.”
“Copy.”
Agus’s boat was still heading towards them.
A loud thud had Mila grabbing the side and glancing forward.Another debris field.Damien slowed and she scrambled to the bow to direct him through it.This one was as thick as the one closer to the island and they had to slow to a crawl.Frantically she used the oar to shift larger trees and planks out of the way.
She glanced back.
Agus’s boat had halved the distance between them.
Where was the helicopter?
The sky in front of them was dark.Would it be running lights?Possibly not.
Damien increased the speed again as the debris thinned.Mila checked where Agus was.The distance had halved again.Perhaps he didn’t think the debris would damage his boat.
A whump, whump noise was faint to her ears.She scanned the sky again and Damien flashed a light on then off, on then off again.
Finally she spotted the dark shape in the sky.It was coming in low and Damien accelerated again so they were out of the debris field.
He put on his night vision goggles.“Get ready,” he shouted.
She crouched in the bow of the boat as the helicopter came directly overhead.The noise was deafening and water flung up stinging her eyes.Agus was now only a couple of hundred metres away.
Trixie cowered.
