Temple of the Gods - Andy McDermott [196]
He turned his head, trying to find the helicopter in the hope that Larry had at least tipped his killer out of the back . . . and was shocked to see two figures plunging through the sky after him. The nearer was Sophia.
The other could only be Nina.
An awful, nauseating realisation of defeat rolled over him. Sophia had got what she wanted – she had killed them both. And as he watched, a parachute blossomed above his ex-wife. Not only had she killed them, but she would live to gloat about it.
Sophia gasped as the slam of deceleration yanked her harness straps tight. She took hold of the steering lines – then flinched as something shot past her.
Nina! The American had been at the far end of the cabin – which meant she hadn’t fallen out, but deliberately jumped. She was trying to save Eddie.
Sophia almost laughed at the futility of the gesture. It couldn’t possibly succeed. And now she would have a grandstand view of both her enemies smashing down on the desert floor . . .
Something was wrong.
She could feel heat on one side of her head, but it wasn’t from sunlight. She looked round—
And screamed.
Her parachute’s pack was aflame, ignited by the flare. The wind-fanned fire was rising rapidly up the nylon webbing risers connecting her harness and the cords of the chute itself. She desperately tried to swat out the flames, but they were too big, too hungry, greedily consuming fabric and line.
A twang as one of the cords snapped. The parachute’s edge rippled and flapped. A second line gave way, then another and another . . .
Sophia’s cry of utter terror was lost in the wind as the chute collapsed and she plummeted towards the ground, trailing smoke as the blaze spread to her clothes and hair.
Body tilted down, arms held back at her sides, Nina was rapidly catching up with Eddie. Steering herself in free fall had proved to be an almost instinctual matter of twisting her body and limbs to direct the airflow; what she would do when she reached her husband was another matter entirely.
He rolled over on to his back, waving his arms. The signal was clear: leave me! She ignored it, guiding herself at him like a missile and arching her back to lift her head and slow down. Her body began to see-saw; she almost panicked before managing to stabilise herself by bringing out her arms and raising her knees.
Eddie was right below her, still gesturing for her to abandon him.
Not a chance—
The collision was like a tackle. They both spun and tumbled before Eddie brought them under control. Nina clutched his jacket, screaming into the wind. ‘Grab on to me!’
He tried to push her away. ‘It’ll kill us both!’
‘No! You and me! Always and for ever!’
Their eyes were locked for a precious moment before he relented. ‘You’ve put this on wrong!’ he cried as he hooked his right arm into one of her chute’s loose leg straps and wound it tight.
‘I was kinda rushed!’
He forced his left arm through her shoulder harness and bent his elbow to trap it, then strained to bring his hands together. A momentary glance down; they were well below two thousand feet, only seconds left before they hit the ground. His fingers interlocked; he gripped as hard as he could. ‘This is gonna hurt, but – pull it!’
Nina yanked the ripcord.
The spring-loaded pilot chute popped out of the pack, snapping open in the airstream – and snatched the main chute out after it with a whump of billowing fabric.
The sudden drag as the parachute deployed wrenched the harness upwards. Nina screamed as it cut deeply into her shoulders, almost slipping loose on one side. Eddie cried out too as the jolt almost ripped his arms from their sockets, but he clung on, holding the backpack in place by sheer force of muscle.
The wind dropped. He looked up. The chute was fully inflated, slowing their fall, but it was designed to carry the weight of only one person, not two. No matter what, they were going to have a painful landing.
A shadow crossed the thin nylon, something falling towards it—
A burning meteor streaked past, missing the parachute by less than a foot as it hurtled towards