Page 216 of Scars of Fate

She touched the metal tag beneath my shirt.

“You’re here now.”

Gunfire shattered the rear window.

Boone ducked.

“I hate to interrupt this touching reunion, but we’re still being chased!”

Wynn looked over my shoulder.

“You survived thirty seconds.”

Boone glanced at his watch.

“Barely.”

Ghost drove faster.

The vehicle tore through the darkness with Meridian’s forces close behind us.

Ahead waited an aircraft that didn’t officially exist.

Beyond that…

Geneva.

Elise.

The box.

Fate.

And an enemy powerful enough to erase the Brave from the world.

I pulled Wynn against my side and raised my rifle toward the shattered window.

They wanted a war.

They had one.

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WYNN

Ghost drove as though death were sitting in the back seat.

Considering the men shooting at us, it nearly was.

Bullets struck the rear of the armored vehicle.

Lucas pushed me down beside him and fired through the shattered window.

Boone took the opposite side.

“Two vehicles!” he shouted.

“Make that three!”