Page 332 of Broken Oath

Controlled.

One guard dropped.

Grant took the second.

Jackson hit the third before the man cleared his rifle.

The fourth turned to run.

Dawson shot him in the leg.

The man crashed to the floor.

Wade approached and kicked the rifle beyond his reach.

“Where is Reeves?”

The guard clutched his leg.

“Go to hell.”

Wade pressed the barrel of his rifle against the man’s tactical vest.

“I’ve been there for five years. Where is Colonel Reeves?”

The guard’s gaze moved over the armed prisoners.

Fear replaced defiance.

“Command level.”

“And Director Madow?”

“I don’t know.”

Wade leaned closer.

“Wrong answer.”

“The helicopter.” The words rushed out. “There’s a concealed landing pad above the northern tunnel. Madow has an escape helicopter.”

Wade pulled the guard’s radio free.

“How do we reach the prison exit?”

“Two corridors east. Take the freight elevator.”

Grant shook his head.

“They’ll lock down the elevator.”

The guard looked toward the ceiling as another explosion shook the mountain.

“Nothing is locked down anymore.”

Wade stepped away.

“Bind him.”