Page 324 of Broken Oath

Real.

The guards shifted uneasily.

Hope wasn’t supposed to exist inside Black Site Theta.

One of them raised his rifle.

“Quiet!”

The laughter stopped.

The hope didn’t.

Wade met Grant’s eyes.

Then Jackson’s.

A glance toward the guards.

A slight movement of his fingers.

Wait.

They understood.

The prisoners began walking.

Slowly.

Together.

The way brothers walked into battle.

Alan Madow watched the convoy feeds from the command center.

Everything was still proceeding.

The first prisoners had been removed from their cells.

The eastern gate was secured.

Reeves had teams sweeping the perimeter.

Shadow Division might have reached the mountain, but the mountain belonged to Madow.

Then an alarm chirped.

Brief.

Sharp.

Wrong.

He looked toward the technicians.

“What was that?”

A man checked his screen.