Page 405 of Broken Oath

Madow heard him through the open ramp.

The color drained from his face.

Interesting.

The man wasn’t here to rescue them.

Madow knew it.

“What happens to the survivors?” I asked.

“They remain.”

“And Shadow Division?”

“You leave.”

For one moment, no one spoke.

Then Shark laughed.

Falcon joined him.

Cobra wasn’t far behind.

I looked around as if considering the offer.

“You want us to give you Madow and Reeves, abandon five tortured American operators, and fly away?”

“That is the offer.”

“That’s adorable.”

The stranger’s expression darkened.

“You’re outnumbered.”

I pretended to count the vehicles.

“Maybe.”

His confidence returned.

“You have one aircraft and nowhere to go.”

I touched my radio.

“Fathom, how long until we’re fueled?”

“Eight minutes.”

Too long.

“Sam,” I said.

Captain Cutter answered immediately.

“Yeah?”