“Thanks. These three will be here but a help to the others in the little Club.”
I smile. “Club in a Club. Someone will name it soon.”
He nods. “Vigil.”
Okay Vigil.
“VP Hud! OPs room, Boss Ranger say Stat!” A little guy runs by me. I follow with Mackie following me or more likely the Bit.
I hit the scanner after the Bit and see the same room as Bravo’s Ops. There’s a flight deck but the toned-down version of virtual from SOAR. Their room is more than I’ll ever need.
Raid is on the board. “Brother, Falcon wants you on ABSZ. He’s got Prometheus and Zeus, Shadow and Seamus boarding choppers now. Get Havoc readied. Seamus is picking you up.”
“Roger, Boss.” I turn and bend to the Bit. “What’s yourname, Brother?” No one gave me pictures for them.
“Elijah, Boss. From Phoenix ABSZ.” Web’s Club.
“Elijah, I’m glad you’re here. Can you get me intel on why I’m flying today and cancel my meets with the Presidents?”
“I have you back, VP. I can send to chat.”
I’m up. “Thanks, Brother.”
Havoc is in the hall. “Ops gear, Brother.”
He runs. I get to the locker room glad I got the chat that it’s stocked. “I’m just taking the gearbox; I’ll get you geared up on the chopper.”
He pulls his box toward the door. I get my jacket noticing it’s short an MP and hit my pieces on. “Ops, I need an MP and rounds.”
“Roger, VP. A Prospect will have it at the back pad for you.”
“Thanks.” I have no idea who is talking but it’s not a Bit.
I get to the door as Havoc is dragging the gearbox out. He’s not wasting time. “Let me get it. Back pad, Brother.” He runs on the side of me.
I stop at the end of the building while the chopper lowers. A quick read of my chat has my heart stopping. A deep breath has me clear and focusing on the job of getting close to the wherever my girl and Brothers were last seen. Gripping his box tighter I’m ready. Havoc runs like he’s got the timing down and I have to give it to him. He jumps getting a boost from the blades pulling air up and skids a good foot on the deck. The flight crew laugh. I hand his box up and step in. We’re rising without all the orders so I look for the logo. It’s Sentinel.
“Is Nash the pilot?”
The Lead shakes his head. “Hay-bale. The BSC Clubs are total chaos right now. Nash is flying for Ops. Phoenix, Bravo and Champion took hits. Honor just sent a whole unit over to the ABSZ. Cort, Ben Knight, his dad and uncle are there. I swearBadass Clubs just erupted all at once. Hay-bale shut down the Ops room back here. It was insane.”
I bet it was. Two POTs and two original legends. I shake my head. Ben Knight is POT of all Badass including international. Jesus. I pull my phone and sit. Havoc has it up on his board. His eyes meet mine. “You need your gear. Seamus, do we have a plan?”
He moves from the back so I can see him. Shadow is readied. “Not yet. IT is spotty. Alder was dropped at Phoenix by Nash. He’s got their room up and is coding shit for the other Clubs. Phoenix is a hub. Don’t ask me what that means. He’s got other Clubs running through there. At least one satellite is down or offline. Maverick is moving shit because he’s another hub. Kristos said he is but the airbase is down. A Bit is coding there but I don’t know him.”
Right, because they think Asa’s chopper was shot down. I breathe and get Havoc’s gear on.
Before I stand, Seamus has a hand on my shoulder. I throw him chin and stand. “No chair today?”
“I need to be there. Mase is on Ops Control for BSC and the Brother was half in flames just walking in. He’s staying for Pres but Pres didn’t know for how long that’s gonna last. Sentinel has Controls if it’s needed. Mase is a Prince Protector.”
Fuck. I nod. “Thanks for taking this.”
“Pres, VP.” The engineer moves so we can see Phoenix.
There’s a chopper burning behind Raid. I pull my eyes away from it and pin them on Raid. “The chopper is empty. There is no blood that the navy could see, no tracks, no tracking signals. They just vanished.” Just vanished.
Just vanished. I look at the chopper. “I need last seen and where that chopper is now.”
