Page 26 of Broken Oath

Viking’s final nod.

Faces.

Names.

Brothers.

The mountain kept taking them.

Rook’s chest burned.

His legs screamed.

Still, he ran.

Because survival wasn’t about him anymore.

It wasn’t about Sniper.

It wasn’t about Fathom.

It was about the truth.

Someone had betrayed them.

Someone had murdered six Navy SEALs.

Rook intended to find them.

The ground suddenly shook.

His instincts screamed.

Too late.

A missile struck the mountainside ahead of them.

The explosion split the night apart.

Fire erupted.

Rock shattered.

The slope gave way.

“DOWN!”

The mountain collapsed.

Stone.

Dirt.

Fire.

Everything moved at once.

Rook saw Sniper thrown sideways.