Page 186 of Silent Target

Cobra peers through a gap.

“I have good news.”

Falcon adjusts the sling supporting his wounded arm. “You found pizza?”

“No.”

“Then what’s the bad news?”

“Victor brought most of his remaining friends.”

Gunfire erupts outside the vault.

Not from Victor’s position.

Farther back.

Different rifles.

Different rhythm.

Shark tilts his head.

“That isn’t the Inner Guard.”

An explosion rolls through the corridor.

Our radios crackle.

“Rook…”

Static consumes the rest.

Rook raises his radio. “Say again.”

“…inside the mountain…”

Maverick.

A second voice cuts through the interference.

Rogue.

“We found the drainage entrance. Following the trail of unconscious men and Cobra’s explosives.”

Cobra smiles. “I knew they liked me.”

Then Reef joins the channel.

“We’re three corridors out. Mark your position.”

Fathom transmits a short-range pulse before the signal disappears.

Rook looks at him.

“How did they find us?”

“I sent a data packet with the bunker schematics before the internal system jammed communications.”