Page 348 of Broken Oath

The monitors flickered.

One by one, the camera feeds went dark.

Madow reached beneath the console and removed a secure drive.

Everything Black Site Theta had collected.

Prisoner files.

Operational records.

Payment ledgers.

Names.

Enough evidence to bring down everyone connected to Project Nightfall.

He slid it into his coat.

“Begin the collapse sequence.”

The technician stared at him.

“Our people are still inside.”

Madow drew his sidearm.

The technician went pale.

“Begin it.”

Hands trembling, the man entered the command.

Warning lights illuminated throughout the mountain.

Madow turned toward the private elevator leading to the northern landing pad.

He hadn’t lost.

Not yet.

As long as he possessed the drive, he still held power.

And Alan Madow had spent his entire life surviving men who believed they had defeated him.

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WADE

The transport level had become chaos.

Operators moved through the corridor.

Cell doors stood open.

Alarms screamed.

Men who had spent years buried beneath stone were finally fighting their way toward freedom.