Page 313 of Broken Oath

Worse, he allowed himself to be captured.

Now Sarah Parker had found Rook.

Rook had found the mountain.

And Marcus was sitting inside an Alaskan warehouse with enough knowledge to destroy them all.

One mistake after another.

Tonight, Madow would correct them.

Behind him, Colonel Jonathan Reeves entered the command center.

“The transport teams are ready.”

Madow didn’t turn.

“The prisoners?”

“Being removed from their cells now.”

“And the evidence?”

“Anything we can’t carry is being destroyed.”

Madow watched snow swallow one of the exterior cameras.

“The graves?”

Reeves hesitated.

“Nearly finished.”

Madow finally looked at him.

Reeves had been a decorated officer once.

Respected.

Trusted.

The kind of commander good men followed without question.

Now unease showed beneath his carefully controlled expression.

“Are you having second thoughts, Colonel?”

“No.”

“Then why did you hesitate?”

Reeves glanced toward the security feeds.

“Wade was one of mine.”

“Not anymore.”

“He trusted me.”