Dear God.
This was real.
All of it.
Another Hollow Man appeared in the loft above?—
Trigger tackled him over the railing.
Both men crashed onto the barn floor below in a brutal tangle of limbs and weapons.
The attacker reached for a pistol.
Trigger snapped his arm backward with a sickening crack.
Then endedit.
Fast.
Cold.
Efficient.
Outside, thunder exploded across the valley again.
But over the chaos?—
I heard something else.
Vehicles.
More coming.
Rook heard them too.
“We’re out of time,” he barked.
Another operator rushed to his side.
“South ridge movement!”
“How many?”
“Six minimum!”
Hell.
The Hollow Men weren’t just trying to retrieve the ledger.
They were trying to bury everyone connected to it.
Forever.
Eddie struggled against the wall suddenly, coughing hard.
“You have to go,” he wheezed painfully.
Rook reloaded smoothly. “Not leaving without answers.”
