Page 358 of Scars of Fate

The pilot nodded slowly.

“My brother commands a civilian mountain-rescue unit.”

“Does Kane know?”

“No.”

“Keep it that way.”

The pilot transmitted a coded message through a civilian aviation network.

No military channels.

No official request.

Only coordinates and four words.

FAMILY ALIVE. BRING HELP.

Hawk checked our route.

“Geneva in two hours and forty-three minutes.”

The bank-containment system showed more than five hours remaining before it could no longer guarantee the airtight seal.

We would have more than two hours after landing to reach the bank, enter the vault, rescue Elise and Camille, recover the encrypted drive, stop Minser, and disable the portable dispersal unit.

Tight.

But possible.

Then the bank terminal chimed.

Two video windows appeared.

In the first, Minser sat aboard his aircraft.

In the second, his masked operative stood inside the Geneva vault’s containment chamber.

Blood covered the operative’s face.

Behind him, the portable dispersal unit waited.

The man tore open a maintenance panel beside the vault’s ventilation controls. Sparks sprayed across the floor as he ripped out another bundle of wires.

The containment timer vanished.

A new warning replaced it.

EMERGENCY PRESSURE FAILURE.

SEAL INTEGRITY: 00:29:59.

00:29:58.

00:29:57.

Hawk stared at the screen.