Page 204 of Broken Oath

But fragments of identification numbers remained.

Fathom highlighted them.

“These aren’t standard military service numbers.”

“What are they?” Rook asked.

“Prisoner classifications.”

Cold moved through Sarah.

“They imprisoned them.”

“It looks that way.”

“Where?”

“Warden.”

The word glowed on the screen.

Sarah leaned closer.

“What if Warden isn’t only a facility?”

Fathom looked at her.

“What do you mean?”

“It could be the person who controls it.”

Rook folded his arms.

“Or both.”

A title passed from one director to another.

A secret prison overseen by someone known only as Warden.

Sarah studied the four missing identities.

Wade had survived.

So had three others.

Someone had taken them alive and erased them.

“Marcus knows where it is,” she said.

Rook stood beside her.

“Then we find Marcus.”

“And make him tell us.”

His eyes hardened.

“Yes.”