Page 322 of Broken Oath

“Sniper’s team is at the access point.”

Sniper’s voice replaced his.

“Charges set.”

“Quiet breach,” I reminded him.

Cobra sounded offended.

“That wasn’t directed at me, was it?”

“It is always directed at you.”

“I don’t even have the detonator.”

Shark’s voice came through the radio.

“I have it.”

“Why?” I asked.

“Because I enjoy having eyebrows.”

Despite everything, Sarah made a sound that was almost a laugh.

Good.

I needed her focused.

Not drowning in fear before we reached the door.

Inside Black Site Theta, Wade stepped into the corridor.

Four guards surrounded him.

Rifles ready.

Nervous eyes.

The kind of nervousness that came before violence.

The kind that came before murder.

Wade looked down the hallway.

More cell doors opened.

Prisoners stepped into the light.

One by one.

Men the world believed were dead.

For a moment, no one spoke.

They simply stared at one another.

Five years.