The section commanders went out of the community hall at a jog, and Kavanagh's radio went again before the door had swung shut behind them.
"*Kavanagh, this is Delaney. Convoy. We're past Cliffoney. Three trucks, a jeep and an ambulance. Two of the trucks are full of wounded and the ambulance has a flat we can't stop to change. We're doing twenty. Maybe. Over.*"
"How far behind you are they?"
"*I don't know. I can hear them. Over.*"
"When will you reach the Cross?"
"*I don't know that either. There's a tree down on the road below Mullaghmore and we're going round by the back lanes. They're bad. Over.*"
"Understood. We're holding the Cross for you. Come straight through and don't stop. Out."
She put the handset down and looked at Brennan, who had stayed behind at the table.
"You heard."
