Page 193 of Scars of Fate

“Wind could’ve moved it.”

“No.”

Lucas’s rifle came up.

“Someone tried to raise it.”

Adam immediately signaled the team into cover.

Boone and Russ moved toward opposite sides of the clearing.

Hawk scanned the windows.

Lucas pushed me behind a boulder.

“Stay.”

I caught his sleeve.

“You need a new word.”

“I need you alive.”

“Then say that.”

His expression softened.

“Stay alive.”

“That I can do.”

He pressed one hand against the side of my face.

Just for a second.

Then he moved toward the building.

Adam reached the door first.

A heavy chain hung from the lock.

It had been cut.

Recently.

Lucas touched the exposed metal.

“No rust.”

“Meridian?” Boone asked.

“Maybe.”

Adam raised three fingers.

Two.

One.