Casey started down the long dirt driveway that should lead him right to Krade's cabin. He slowed as he drew close enough to see the building through the gaps in the thick forest surrounding it. It was a straight shot, but he stopped as he saw two men on either corner of the house holding rifles. Krade had reinforcements.
Casey peered closely at the guards. They didn't show any sign of seeing him. He got out of the car, picked up a stick off the driveway, and jammed it against the accelerator, smashing his other hand against the wheel.
The car blared deafeningly and shot off straight for the house. The guards jumped up at the noise and opened fire on the car. Bullets riddled its walls, but it didn't stop until it smashed directly into the front door, breaking through with a terrific crash.
Casey drew his pistol and fired at one of the guards, hitting him in the chest. He screamed and collapsed to the ground. The other man followed the noise back to Casey and fired at him. Casey ran through the bullets and shot him twice in the lower chest. As he ran toward the door, he heard at least two more mercenaries inside. He saw two men squeezing around the mangled doorframe and shot the first with his last bullet. The other whipped out a butterfly knife and leaped at him. Csaey smacked him on the head with his pistol and kept going.
"Krade!" he bellowed as he stormed into the cabin.
The cabin was silent. There was nothing in it but two doors that led to other rooms. Then Casey heard something.
There was a high-pitched yelp.
"Casey!" Jordan called from behind one of the doors.
Casey tried the door and saw it was locked. He kicked it savagely and it shattered. He charged inside and saw Jordan, who looked very excited to see him. She still didn't look very happy, though, and that was probably because Krade was standing right behind her with his arm around her neck.