Page 399 of Broken Oath

Daniel Price had died during their first year of captivity.

Nathan Brooks survived almost three.

Tommy Walsh disappeared after an interrogation and never returned.

Wade had memorized the dates.

The final words.

The sounds of doors closing.

He would carry them forever.

Grant read his expression.

“We got them out too.”

Wade looked at him.

“The files,” Grant continued. “Their names. Proof of what happened. Their families will finally know.”

“It isn’t the same as bringing them home.”

“No.”

Grant’s voice softened.

“But it’s something.”

Wade nodded.

For five years, he had believed all eight of them would disappear without leaving a trace.

Now the world would learn the truth.

Price.

Brooks.

Walsh.

They would no longer be missing operators buried inside a classified lie.

They would have graves.

Names.

Families who knew they hadn’t been forgotten.

A hand settled on Wade’s shoulder.

Rook stood behind him.

“Pilot needs to make an emergency refueling stop.”

Wade looked toward the cockpit.

“I thought we had enough fuel.”