“Dental records and identification tags.”
“Both can be falsified.”
Henry’s expression hardened.
“I know that now.”
Sarah studied Adrian Shaw.
“Why would he escort Wade into Warden?”
“I don’t know.”
“Was he protecting him?”
“I don’t know.”
“Or did he betray the team?”
Henry closed his eyes briefly.
“I don’t know.”
For the first time since arriving, he sounded old.
Adrian Shaw hadn’t been a distant name.
Henry had trusted him.
Perhaps even grieved him.
Rook understood the wound.
Another dead man who wasn’t dead.
Another friend standing on the wrong side of the board.
“We assume nothing,” Rook said. “Shaw may be an ally inside Warden, or he may be helping hold those prisoners.”
Henry nodded.
“We’ll know soon.”
Rook studied the operation clock.
Warden planned to move Wade before the extraction.
Their original forty-eight-hour window had shrunk.
“How long until the transfer?”
Fathom checked the intercepted communications.
“Possibly eighteen hours.”
Cutter returned to the table.
“I can get three additional aircraft and two medical teams.”