Page 171 of Broken Oath

The fight became immediate.

Violent.

Snow erupted beneath boots.

Rounds struck steel.

Men shouted commands.

Falcon dropped one attacker from the repair platform.

Reef and Maverick cut off two more near the workshop.

Cutter emerged from behind the marine engine and pulled an injured dock worker to safety before returning fire.

Rook saw movement near Sarah’s position.

A muzzle flash.

A rifle barrel.

Too close.

Sarah grabbed the front of his vest and shoved him sideways.

A bullet struck the container where his head had been.

Steel fragments sprayed across the dock.

Her pistol barked once.

The shooter disappeared behind a stack of equipment.

Sarah calmly reloaded.

“You’re welcome.”

Rook stared at her.

“You’re enjoying this.”

“I’m really not.”

“You almost smiled.”

“You imagined it.”

“Twice.”

She ignored him.

Fathom’s voice entered the channel.

“I have Lane’s personnel file.”

“Talk to me.”

“Colonel Marcus Lane. Military intelligence. Former special operations liaison. He oversaw the inquiry into Wade’s missing team.”