Matt's fists clenched as the distant rattle of a machine gun reached his ears. There was a second burst, and a third.
"We knocked out one car," Sawyer's voice sounded suddenly in Matt's ear. "The other got away."
"Too bad," said Matt. "But that still gives us about six hours before they can bring up the main body."
There was a loud boom from the direction of the river. "What was that?" Matt snapped.
"Barren. He just blew the railroad bridge. That's the last one except the one we're guarding."
"O.K.," said Matt. "Hang on."
"Don't leave me stuck out here in case they cross at Shepherdsville and come up behind us. I don't want to be cut off."
"Don't worry," said Matt. "I'm sending a scout car up the highway toward Elizabethtown. They'll warn us in plenty of time if they come that way."
He snapped the radio off and turned to Isaac. "Well, we may as well wait here until Lynn fetches our captives," and lit a cigarette.