Page 219 of Scars of Fate

For a few seconds, only the engine and distant gunfire filled the vehicle.

I studied Ghost.

The scar across his face started near his temple and disappeared beneath his collar.

His dark hair had gone gray around the edges.

He looked like a man who hadn’t slept peacefully in years.

“You knew about the threat,” I said.

His gaze moved to the mirror.

“What threat?”

“The message Lucas carried.”

LET HER GO OR SHE DIES.

“You knew Minser was watching us.”

Ghost looked back toward the road.

“Yes.”

Lucas leaned forward.

“You knew?”

“I knew someone inside the operation had compromised our identities.”

“And you said nothing?”

“I told command.”

“Which commander?”

“General Kane.”

Everyone in the vehicle went still.

Ghost laughed bitterly.

“Yes. I made the same mistake you did. I trusted the chain of command.”

Lucas’s voice became dangerously quiet.

“What happened?”

“Three days after I reported it, our convoy was hit.”

“The Kandahar explosion,” Adam said.

Ghost nodded.

“Six men died.”

“Your body was identified,” Lucas said.