Fool's Gold by Eric Walters

Author:Eric Walters
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: PENGUIN GROUP (CANADA)

CHAPTER ELEVEN

“HOW MUCH LONGER before we go?” I asked Jack.

“Soon.”

The sun had been down below the horizon for about fifteen minutes but there was light spilling over the edge. My clothes were still damp and I was feeling cold. We were safe where we were, hidden at the edge of the marsh, but we’d have to wait for complete darkness before we attempted to break free and cross the more open section of field leading to the catacombs.

“You boys have done well to get us this far,” Moose said.

He sounded like a teacher congratulating us on doing well on a test. I had to remember that he wasn’t a teacher and that Jack was probably right—he’d kill us too.

“The catacombs are oshould have six hours beforever there,” Jack said to Red, pointing the way across the field in the gathering darkness.

“Just up from the cliffs,” Red agreed. “Maybe we should go that way, down by the water, and then climb up the cliff.”

“I thought you’d probably want to avoid the water,” Jack said, and then he chuckled softly to himself.

Why was he taunting Red again? That was so typical of Jack—if someone was pushing him around, he just had to push right back, whatever way he could.

“The cliff is too steep to climb,” I explained. “Especially at night.”

“Besides, they have lots of guards on the perimeter of the camp, lots of eyes looking for people to come in off the lake. We’d be seen for sure if we tried to come in that way. Here, we’re already inside the camp, and nobody is looking in this direction. The guards are all looking out, not in.”

“You boys know what you’re doing,” Moose said, before Red could comment. “So how do we get there from here?”

“We follow that line of trees,” Jack said, pointing across the field. “It’ll lead us close. Do you know how many guards there are at the catacombs once we get there?”

“Two outside and two inside is what we were told.”

“Then they outnumber you two,” I said.

“Even numbers. We’re gonna take’em two at a time, and we have the element of surprise,” Red said.

“And I’m probably bigger than all four of them put together,” Moose said.

“But these guys have special training,” I pointed out. “They know how to defend themselves.”

Moose chuckled. “I’m not so worried. Before we go I better give you boys something.” He grabbed the tackle box that was by his side. I’d been more than a little curious about what he had in there. He opened it.

“Here, take one of these.”

He handed me a hat, a black hat. I was cold, but why would he have brought hats?

“When we get close to the catacombs, pull it down over your face,” Moose said.

“But how will I see?”

“Through the eyeholes. It’s a balaclava.”

“I’ve heard of those,” Jack said. “Skiers use them sometimes.”

“That’s the ticket. They want their faces protected from the cold. We want our faces protected from being identified. To take the guards out we have to be practically in their faces, and we don’t want them to be able to finger us later on.

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