Page 50 of Scars of Fate

Wynn was helping an elderly man whose leg had given out during the climb.

Even now, she refused to leave anyone behind.

I should’ve expected that.

I reached Boone’s position and slid in beside him.

“Status?”

He pointed toward the ridgeline.

“Several fighters. Maybe more behind them.”

I peeked around the rock.

He was right.

“They’re trying to split us.”

Boone smiled.

“They’re about to have a really bad day.”

I couldn’t argue with that.

Adam’s voice came over the radio.

“Lucas, you see the ravine?”

I followed his direction.

A narrow wash cut between two ridges before disappearing behind the enemy’s left flank.

“I see it.”

“They’ve committed too many men forward.”

“They’ve left that approach open.”

A grin spread across my face.

“I was hoping you’d notice.”

Boone looked at me.

“I know that look. I don’t like that look.”

“You never do.”

“Because it usually means one of us is about to do something stupid.”

“No.”

I checked my rifle.

“It means we’re about to do something they won’t expect.”

Boone laughed.