It's was Scott's quick reactions that had saved them from discovery. As soon as Scott saw the men and the guns he grabbed Cara and pushed her into the underbrush and clamped a hand over her mouth.

"Sorry." he hissed when he eventually pulled his hand away.

"What is it?" Cara whispered.

"Guns." said Scott, swallowing nervously.

Scott peered cautiously through the undergrowth. The gunmen were splitting into groups and charging into bungalows and dragging people out. Scott watched as a subdued Ryan appeared, Emma in his arms. The little girl was terrified, with tears pouring down her cheeks.

Cara appeared at his shoulder.

"What do we do?" she asked.

"We stay hidden." said Scott pushing her back down under cover. They couldn't help them.

…

Scott took the lead as they scrambled back through the dark trees. They skirted along behind the resort village trying to avoid the armed men. Cara was struggling to keep up. She'd lost one of her shoes when they scrambled for cover and was trying not to catch her bare foot on the sharp twigs. The moon was giving just enough light to see and they were grateful for the shadows it was casting.

Within moments they reached the smaller settlement where the resort employees were housed. Maybe they could find shelter there? But the gunmen had beaten them to it. They watched as the mercenaries started herding the staff from their beds. One man shoved at his attacker and tried to make a desperate run for it. There was a crack of automatic gunfire. Not only did the man fall, but two bystanders fell with him.

"This isn't safe." said Scott, terror in his voice, as more of the panicked staff tried to run for it and more bullets flew. "It would be safer if we head back to the beach. If they are here they won't be out there."

Cara held her ground though.

"What about the others? What about my brother."

Scott looked earnestly at her.

"What about staying alive?" he whispered.

Cara looked suddenly inspired.

"The satellite phone at reception." she said. "We need to get to the satellite phone."

"It's too dangerous." said Scott. "We need to hide. Maybe things will calm down… later."

…

They ducked back into the trees but when they got closer to the beach Scott pushed Cara to the ground again. There were men on the beach too; two shadowy figures guarding a few motorboats pulled up on the sand and there was a larger ship anchored beyond the coral reef.

"They're everywhere." Scott whispered. "They're a small army."

"Where do we go now?" Cara asked.

"I don't know." sighed Scott. "I just don't know."

…