Terror Stash by Tracy Cooper-Posey

Author:Tracy Cooper-Posey
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: country romance novels, terrorism novels, australia romance, australian authors, drama romantic, romantic suspense action thriller
Publisher: Tracy Cooper-Posey
Published: 2013-04-01T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Caden took the lead.

Now that the path ahead was clear and the way well lit, they could move much faster. There was a huge risk in traveling along an enclosed tunnel. If they met anyone coming or going, there was nowhere to hide. Caden moved very fast, traversing it as quickly as possible. He paused to check around corners, then would stride to the next blind angle and ease his way around that.

Montana followed him. Steve came last.

As they moved, the sounds ahead became more distinct. Human sounds. Domestic ones. Warmth fanned their faces. It warned them and they slipped around the bends even more cautiously. Finally, Caden dropped to a crouch and wormed his way around the bend, his belly barely above the floor.

Montana copied him and found herself in another cavern. This one was smaller than the first and the roof much lower. A smaller space was easier to keep warm, she realized. The floor was more or less even – a shelf of rock rather than sand or gravel. At one side of the cavern, though, it curved down like a wave, to meet the wall about twenty feet below the rest of the cavern. Caden had crawled to this natural gutter and was creeping along it, his head twisted up to watch the floor above them for observers.

Montana carefully scanned the cave before following him down into the sharp crease. The entire far wall of the cavern was pockmarked with fissures. From one of them, a head had emerged, the man calling down to others on the floor. The fissures and holes were sleeping billets.

The men on the floor he had been calling down to were the same ones she had seen crossing the big cavern. They had placed their many shopping bags on a prosaic, very domestic-looking Formica dining table that would have looked at home in a ninteen-sixties kitchen. They were stacking the contents on the table. She spotted cans of tomatoes and the distinct shapes of packages of coffee before ducking down out of sight.

If there was one man to each billet, then there were potentially hundreds of them down here. If there was another cavern....

She realized there must be more caverns. The generator providing the power would make a hell of a racket down here, yet she couldn’t hear a motor at all. It had to be somewhere else. Then there was the ‘factory’ the men had spoken of. She assumed it was the place where they cut the imported heroin and repackaged it for sale on the street. To speak of working ‘in’ a factory implied it was in a separate location nearby.

Caden reached the end of the gulley and pointed up above his head. They had to climb up. He levered himself up, pushing against the sloping floor and the wall beside him, and jammed his feet against the two. Then he found toe holds and finger holds and crawled up the sharply sloping crease. He eased his head above the level of the floor, checking.

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