Reef paused.
“Shark, Maverick, and Cobra too.”
Five former members of Rook’s team.
Five dangerous men.
Five brothers who had known everyone buried beneath those headstones.
Rook looked at the silver sword drawn across the envelope.
The mystery woman wasn’t simply helping them survive.
She was rebuilding his team.
“Where are they?” Rook asked.
Reef’s mouth curved.
“Waiting for my call.”
Rook looked toward Fathom.
“Check them.”
“Already started.”
Reef blinked. “How?”
Fathom continued typing.
“You gave me their names thirty seconds ago. Try to keep up.”
For the first time in six months, a real smile touched Rook’s face.
Small.
Dangerous.
Determined.
They had begun as three survivors hiding from the world.
Now they were becoming something else.
Something powerful.
Something the people behind the mountain would never see coming.
Outside, the storm continued.
Inside, Shadow Division was growing.
6
ROOK
Three months later…