Page 263 of Broken Oath

Because for the first time, we knew where the war had begun.

If we wanted Wade…

If we wanted answers…

If we wanted justice for the men buried beneath six empty headstones…

We would have to go back to the mountain.

And this time, we weren’t walking into their trap.

We were bringing the war with us.

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ROOK

The mountain dominated the screen.

Snow.

Rock.

Ice.

Death.

The operations room had gone quiet.

No one was arguing anymore.

No one was throwing out theories.

Because the truth sat in the center of the room.

Wade Parker was alive.

For now.

I stared at the satellite image.

The same mountain.

The same valley.

The same frozen wilderness where six of my brothers had died.

The memories came whether I wanted them or not.

Hammer laughing through the helicopter ride.

Tex talking about the daughter he would never see graduate.

Viking drinking coffee so strong it should have been classified as a weapon.

Shark checking his rifle and telling Bishop that the weather was about to turn.

Ridge promising we’d all be home before anyone noticed we were gone.