But it wasn’t crazy. It was the truth.
Sometimes Josh wondered if he had developed the same kind of connection to Gaby that Kate had with him, this thing that couldn’t be explained to people who hadn’t experienced it. Sonia wouldn’t understand, and neither would Travis, regardless of how hard he tried to break it down for them. It was like something out of a comic book; unreal, unless it was happening to you night after night.
“So what does this mean?” Sonia asked. “Are we still attacking the island tonight? Even with Gaby there?”
Josh didn’t answer right away. His mind was whirling, trying to process this new wrinkle in what had, up to this point, been smooth sailing.
Danny was back, but not Will. That was the only bright spot in all this mess. He didn’t like that Gaby had returned, though. It was going to make tonight more difficult. Goddammit, why couldn’t Mason have taken her on the interstate? Or back at Route 13? They had promised him.
Mason, and Kate. They had promised him they would keep Gaby away from the island.
“Josh?” Sonia was saying, trying to get his attention. “About tonight. Are we still going through with it?”
He stood up and walked to the window and peered out at the darkening skies. It was almost time. He could feel it coming without having to look at his watch.
Maybe he was seeing this all wrong. Maybe Gaby returning to Song Island, just as he was about to attack it, was a sign. Maybe it was always destiny that he would find her again at the same place where he had lost her, where everything had changed for both of them.
This is fate. It has to be.
“Tell the men to get ready,” he said. “We’re taking Song Island tonight.”
CHAPTER 16
LARA
She was numb all over and had to summon every ounce of strength to push through it. The others were watching her. Keo beside her, Danny and Gaby in front of her, and the kids whose names she didn’t know, even though Gaby had just told her a few seconds ago.
Will. You promised me. You goddamned promised me.
“He’s still alive,” she finally said.
“The last time I saw him,” Danny nodded.
“What kind of shape was he in?”
“I couldn’t tell you. He was in a car and so were we, and everyone was going fifty to sixty miles an hour. And, oh yeah, bad people were shooting at us, so that didn’t help.”
“They wanted us alive,” Gaby said. “They were shooting at the tires.”
“Which means he’s definitely still alive,” Lara said.
“Yeah,” Gaby nodded.
Lara could see it in the teenager’s eyes: Gaby was saying all the right things, but she didn’t fully believe in them.
The girl had changed so much since the last time Lara saw her, and she wanted nothing more than to welcome her home like a big sister, but the pier suddenly felt too unbalanced and the air became suffocating, and she needed to leave.
Now. Now.
“Okay,” she said.
“Okay?” Danny repeated.
“Yeah. Okay.”
“Lara…,” Gaby said.
“We can catch up later, but right now you guys need to go get cleaned up and eat something. It’s going to be a long night.” She ignored their searching gazes and turned around and walked down the pier. “Keo…”
Keo followed without a word.
She could feel the others watching after her. Danny and Gaby, even Maddie and Roy, and the newcomers. The woman and the kids, and the young man who stood protectively next to Gaby. Maybe she should have spent a few more minutes talking to them, hugging and making useless welcome-back talk. But there was no time for that. The sun was setting and the hours were dwindling, and soon, very soon, they would have to get ready.
There wasn’t enough time. There was never enough time.
She kept walking and didn’t look back. She was afraid of what might happen if she stopped. She had never been particularly good at keeping her emotions in check, but Lara had discovered she was capable of a lot of things that would have been unfathomable a year ago. Maybe it was the constant life-and-death choices, or this label of leader everyone had given her the last few weeks, or maybe it was because she knew he was alive.
Out there, alone, maybe even captured, but still alive.
Will was the most capable man she had ever known in her life, and as long as he was breathing, he would find a way back to the island. Back to her.
I’ll wait for you, Will. I’ll wait for you as long as I can.
She snapped another look at the skies. It would be dark soon, except for the halo of lights emanating from the LED lamps around the island. Then it would be just them and the people coming to kill them, using the blanket of night as cover.
“So your boyfriend’s not dead?” Keo said. His voice came out of nowhere, and for a moment she forgot he was keeping pace beside her.
“No,” she said.
“You sure about that?”
“If you knew Will, you wouldn’t need to ask.”
“So we’re going on faith, then?”
“You honestly think your girlfriend actually made it to Santa Marie Island? That she’s wearing a bikini and waiting on the beach every morning, waiting for you to finally show up?”
He chuckled. “Yeah, okay. Hit a guy while he’s down, why don’t you.” Then he shrugged. “One ex-Army Ranger ain’t bad, I guess. Even a gimpy one.”
“We’ll be fine, as long as everyone follows the plan. Including you. Like it or not, you’re stuck here with us now, Keo.”
“Lucky me.”
Carly was running down the beach toward them and jumped onto the pier. Lara didn’t know she could even run that fast. She and Keo made room as Carly darted past them — she might not have even noticed they were there — and ran straight into Danny’s arms.
Lara turned back around and quickened her pace down the beach.
“How good is he?” Keo asked, still walking beside her.
“Danny?”
“Yeah.”
“He’s good.”
“And the girl?”
“Danny and Will taught her themselves.”
“That doesn’t answer my question, Lara.”
“Will says she’s the best soldier on the island after him and Danny. He says she’s gotten better since she’s been out there.”
“What is she, twenty-five?”
“Nineteen.”
“Damn,” Keo said. “I don’t know whether to be impressed or a little scared of you people.”
While Carly and Benny welcomed Danny and Gaby back in the dining room, Lara spent the rest of the remaining daylight making sure everyone knew where they were supposed to be. Blaine, Bonnie, and Gwen remained on the Trident to keep watch, while she sent Roy over with Gage. The captain figured out pretty quickly what she was planning and seemed to be moving fine on the leg brace Stan had made for him. The painkillers Zoe had given him probably helped, though the doctor assured her it wouldn’t be enough to dull his ability to pilot the boat.
Lara was in the basement under the Tower, making final preparations. She could have given the job to anyone, but she needed the solitude only the room’s concrete walls, floor, and ceiling could provide. Ironic, since she always hated coming down here alone. Now, though, surrounded by the reminders of people who had come to Song Island seeking shelter only to find tragedy, she felt perfectly at home.
Nothing lasts forever. So why did I think this island would?