Page 406 of Scars of Fate

“Yes.”

“Lucas.” Adam’s voice came from the front. “We need to get out.”

Smoke drifted through the cabin.

Roth kicked the side door.

It didn’t open.

He struck it again.

Hawk released his restraint and reached for the emergency handle.

The door fell outward.

Cold air rushed inside.

Adam pulled the unconscious pilot from his seat while Roth climbed through the opening.

Hawk followed.

I lifted Wynn.

“I can walk.”

“I know.”

“Then put me down.”

“No.”

I carried her from the disabled helicopter and crossed the frozen ground.

Adam lowered the pilot behind a boulder.

“He’s alive.”

Hawk checked him.

“Broken arm. Possible concussion.”

“We can’t leave him here,” Wynn said.

Adam activated the aircraft’s emergency beacon and sent the coordinates directly to Roth’s tactical team.

“They’ll send a rescue unit.”

“In how long?”

“Sooner if we stop Minser and Kane from activating anything else.”

Roth looked toward the smoke rising from the disabled aircraft.

“We’re nearly three kilometers from the facility.”

Hawk checked the timer.

The blast had damaged his tablet, but the screen still worked.