Page 176 of Broken Oath

Before she could answer, the first reinforcement vehicle broke through the harbor gate.

Rook raised his rifle.

“Take cover!”

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ROOK

Three black SUVs charged into the harbor.

Engines screamed.

Snow flew beneath their tires.

Passenger windows lowered.

Gunfire erupted.

Rook pulled Sarah behind the steel housing of a boat lift as rounds tore across the docks.

Reef and Maverick opened fire from the eastern warehouse.

Falcon shifted his aim toward the first SUV.

The windshield shattered.

The driver lost control.

The vehicle spun sideways and struck a stack of empty crab traps.

Men poured from the remaining SUVs.

At least twelve.

Maybe more.

The attackers didn’t fire toward the warehouse.

They didn’t target Cutter or the operators controlling the high ground.

Every weapon turned toward Sarah.

Rook’s blood ran cold.

Fathom had been right.

The assault wasn’t intended to destroy Shadow Division.

It was designed to kill the woman beside him before she could talk.

Before she revealed what she knew.

“Protect Sarah!” Rook ordered.

The name went across the team channel.

Not the woman.