Page 445 of Hidden Depths
“Please.”
Her expression changed.
The single word had cost him more than an order would have.
“Go,” she whispered. “I’ll finish the sequence.”
Nathan stayed with Thomas and Elanore.
The Coast Guard secured the lighthouse.
Ben followed Storm and me into the lower passage.
His shoulder continued to bleed.
He didn’t seem to feel it.
We descended the narrow stone steps.
Ross’s flashlight moved below us.
He knew we were following.
He wanted us close.
The timer continued.
00:05:41
00:05:40
00:05:39
Calle’s voice came through the radio.
“The second symbol is the eye.”
Storm answered.
“Camera.”
“What do I do with it?”
“Grandpa made you flash signals.”
Calle examined the photograph.
“There are three marks beneath the eye.”
“Three flashes,” Storm said.
The lighthouse above us lit.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
