Page 448 of Hidden Depths
I raised my weapon.
Ross pressed his boot against the metal case.
“If I fall, the records go into the water.”
“I don’t care about the records,” Storm said.
“You should. They contain the names of every person who helped me destroy your family.”
“Then move away from them.”
“You won’t shoot.”
“I might.”
“You aren’t a killer.”
“No.”
Her voice became quiet.
“But Ward is.”
Ross looked at me.
He finally understood that Storm wasn’t the threat he could control.
I was.
Willow’s voice came through the radio.
“The third symbol is the bell.”
A steady clicking sounded behind her.
“Grandpa’s engine telegraph,” Storm said.
“What do I do?”
“Listen to the pattern.”
Everyone fell silent.
Even Ross.
The clicks traveled through the radio.
Two.
Pause.
One.
Pause.
Four.
Willow repeated the pattern.
