Page 106 of Broken Oath

Maverick extended his hand.

“When do we start?”

Rook looked around the warehouse.

Sniper.

Fathom.

Reef.

Falcon.

Maverick.

Shark.

Seven men now.

Seven operators.

Seven ghosts.

Cobra was still being investigated. Until Fathom completed the background check, he would remain out of the circle.

Rook clasped Maverick’s hand.

“Right now.”

A notification sounded from Fathom’s workstation.

Everyone turned.

Fathom stared at the isolated computer attached to Rook’s phone.

“What?” Rook asked.

“She answered.”

Rook crossed the warehouse.

A new message filled the screen.

THE WAREHOUSE IS STILL SAFE.

Several men glanced toward the walls.

A second message appeared.

THE MEETING WAS COMPROMISED FROM INSIDE THE GOVERNMENT.

Then a third.

ONE OF THE SEVEN KNOWS YOU SURVIVED.

Rook stared at the words.

“Can you respond?” he asked.