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The pink hood began to stretch。 Only two buttons held it to the parka's collar now。
Riley thought about swinging Kirsty in toward the C…deck catwalk below them； about four yards away。 But he quickly dispelled the thought。 The wool…lined hood was now only tenuously connected to the parka。 Any movement would almost certainly unclasp the remaining two buttons。
〃God damn it！〃 he yelled。 〃Can't anybody help me！〃
〃Hold on！〃 another voice yelled from somewhere nearby。 〃I'm ing！〃
Riley turned his head and saw Schofield on the far side of the C…deck catwalk； inside a small alcove of some sort。 Next to him was Fox。 Schofield seemed to be directing her to go down the nearest rung…ladder and head for the pool deck while he took care of Riley and Kirsty。
Pop！
One of the last two buttons snapped open； and Riley turned his attention back to Kirsty。 Grimacing； he held tight and looked down at her。 The little girl was scared out of her mind。 Her eves were red。 filled with tears。 She stared into his eves and spoke through teary sniffles： 〃I don't want to die。 Oh； my God； I don't want to die。〃
One button left。
The hood was stretched taut； straining under Kirsty's weight。
It wasn't going to hold。。。。
A second before it happened； Buck Riley felt the weight of the little girl pull on the hood and he said softly； 〃I'm sorry。〃
With a sudden pop； the final button snapped open and Riley watched helplessly as Kirsty fell away from him in a kind of nightmarish slow motion。 Her wide eyes looked right into his as she fell； her face the picture of pure； unspeakable terror。 Those wide eyes became smaller and smaller； and Buck Riley felt sick to his stomach as he saw the little girl splash into the icy pool fifty feet below。
The pool at the base of Wilkes Ice Station had bee a slaughterhouse。 From his alcove on C…deck； Shane Schofield looked down at it in horror。
Blood had so clouded the icy water that nearly half of the enormous pool was now no more than a maroon haze。 Even the massive killer whales disappeared when they swam through the murky patches。
Schofield surveyed the scene。
On one side of the pool were the French。 They had suffered the worst。 They had already lost two men to the killers。
On the other side of the pool were the two remaining Marines…Rebound and Mother…and the three scientists from Wilkes who had been with Book when B…deck had given way。 All five of them were swimming desperately for the metal deck that surrounded the pool。
It was into this that Schofield saw the tiny pink…clad figure of Kirsty drop with an ugly splash。 She landed back…first and immediately went under。 Her high…pitched scream had followed her all the way down。
Schofield snapped around to look over at Book Riley； hanging from the downturned B…deck railing。
Their eyes met for an instant。 Book looked beaten； dejected； exhausted。 His eyes said it all。 He couldn't do any more。 He had done all he could。
Schofield hadn't。
He pursed his lips； took in the situation。
Kirsty was on the far side of the pool； on the other side of the diving bell； out in the open。 Everybody else was near edges of the pool； trying to get out。 In their own efforts to escape； none of them had seen her land in the pool。 As he looked down at the pool； Schofield could hear Montana's voice on the inter yelling at Snake and Santa Cruz in their gunless battle with the French soldiers still up on A…deck。
〃…Keep 'em moving round south…〃
〃…Can't use their guns either…〃
Schofield spun around where he stood； looking for something he could use。
He was still in the alcove； alone。 Moments earlier； he'd sent Gant down to the pool deck； while he'd intended to go over and help Book。 But before he'd even had a chance to get over there； the little girl had fallen。 And now she was down in the pool。
Schofield saw the array of buttons on the console behind Mm； saw some words underneath a lever： DIVING BELL…WINCH。
No； that was no help。
But then he saw another； large rectangular button； on which was written a single word： BRIDGE。
Schofield stared at the button for a moment； perplexed。 And then he remembered。 The retractable bridge。 This must have been the control switch for the retractable bridge that Hensleigh had told him about earlier； the bridge that extended out from C…deck； out across the open space in the center of the station。
Without even thinking； Schofield hit the long rectangular button and immediately heard a loud； clanking noise from somewhere beneath his feet。
An engine somewhere within the wall next to him suddenly hummed to life and Schofield watched as a narrow； elongated platform began to extend out over the enormous empty space in the middle of the station。
On the far side of the shaft Schofield saw another； identical； platform begin to extend out from underneath the catwalk。 Presumably； the two platforms would meet in the middle and form one bridge spanning the width of the station。
Schofield didn't miss a beat。 He charged onto the bridge as it extended out over the center of the station。 It extended quite quickly； in a telescopelike motion； smaller extensions being born out of larger ones； and fast enough so that it stayed ahead of him as he ran。 It wasn't very wide； only about two feet； and it had no hand railing。
Schofield ran across the extending bridge as it grew forward in front of him。 And then just as his platform was about to join with its twin from the other side； he took a deep breath； increased his speed； and leaped diagonally off the bridge。
Riley watched in amazement as Schofield sailed through the air； over the massive diving bell； and arced down toward the icy pool。
He fell fast。 But as he did so； Schofield did a strange thing。 He raised his right hand and unholstered something from behind his shoulder。
When he hit the water； his feet entered first…with both legs splayed wide so that he wouldn't go far underwater… while both of his hands held the object he had pulled from behind his back。
Kirsty instinctively turned away as the water next to her exploded。
At first she thought it was one of the killer whales bursting out from beneath the surface to take her under； but as the water fell back down on top of her and she was able to see again； all she saw was a man hovering in the water next to her。
It was one of the Marines。 In fact； it was the one she had met before； the nice one； the leader。 The one who wore the cool reflective silver sunglasses。 She tried to remember his name。 Seinfeld； she thought； or something like that。
〃You OK？〃 he said。
She nodded dumbly。
His silver glasses hung askew from his nose； dislodged by his landing in the water。 He swiped them off quickly and for a brief second Kirsty saw his eyes and she gasped。
Suddenly one of the killers whooshed past them and Kirsty didn't care about Schofield's eyes anymore。
The towering black dorsal fin sailed right past both of their eyes and then slowly； very slowly； lowered itself into the water until finally the tip of the massive fin dipped below the surface and disappeared。
Kirsty began to breathe very fast。
Beside her； Schofield immediately started to look down into the water beneath them。 They were treading water in one of the sections of the pool that hadn't yet been contaminated with blood。 The water beneath them was crystal clear。
Kirsty followed his gaze and looked down into the water beneath her…
…just in time to see the wide open mouth of the killer whale rushing up at her feet！
Kirsty screamed like a banshee； but beside her； Schofield saved calm。 He quickly lowered his Maghook beneath the surface and for a terrifying half…second； waited until the killer was right up close 。。。
And then he fired。
The grappling hook； with its bulbous magnetic head； thundered out of its launcher into the water and slammed into the killer whale's snout； stopping the massive creature dead in its racks。
Four thousand pounds pet square inch of thrust had launched the grappling hook。 Whether or not it had truly been enough to stun a full…grown seven…ton killer whale wasn't entirely clear to Schofield。 Hell； the whale was probably just shocked that something had dared to fight back。
Schofield quickly pressed down twice on the trigger of the launcher and the grappling hook immediately began to reel itself in。
He turned to face Kirsty again。 〃You still in one piece？ Got all your fingers and toes？〃
Kirsty just stared at him； saw those eyes again； nodded dumbly。
〃e on then；〃 Schofield said as he pulled her through the water。
Sarah Hensleigh reached the edge of the pool and clambered up onto the deck as fast as she could。 She turned back and saw Conlon and Abby splashing through the water toward her。
〃Hurry up！〃 Sarah yelled。 〃Hurry up！〃
Abby got there first。 Sarah grabbed her hand and yanked her up onto the deck。
Conlon was still two yards away； swimming hard。
〃e on； Warren！〃
Conlon swam for all he was worth。
One yard away。
He looked up desperately at Sarah； and she dropped to her knees at the edge of the deck。
He got there。 Slammed into the metal rim of the deck like a Olympic