Chapter 13 - The Sudden Midnight Escape To An Upstate Hideout
Before Miller could slap steel cuffs onto Eleanor’s wrists, the heavy front windows shattered in a hail of automatic gunfire.
More armed contractors emerged from the surrounding tree line, raining suppressed bullets down upon the cabin walls.
“We’ve been compromised! Secondary team is here!” Miller yelled, returning fire through the broken window frame.
“Get out through the boathouse trail now!”
Nora clutched Lily tighter, shielding the little girl's head as glass and splinters rained down across the wooden floor.
Mark scrambled toward the side exit during the crossfire, fleeing into the freezing darkness toward his waiting vehicle.
Nora and Miller sprinted down the steep dirt path leading from the cliffside cabin down to the dark lake shore.
An old aluminum motorboat was chained to the wooden dock, its keys dangling carelessly from the ignition switch.
Miller blasted the padlock open with two quick rounds from his service pistol, kicking the chain free into the water.
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“Get in! Go!” Miller shouted, pushing the boat out into the dark, churning water of the mountain lake.
Nora started the engine with a roar, steering the vessel away from the gunfire echoing from the ridge above.
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