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“Piece it together for me.”
“We believe she was able to convince Onyx that they had the go-ahead to deploy.”
Striker nodded. Of course he hadn’t questioned her; they were in a relationship.
“Once they were in the air, Corazón intercepted the messages coming in from your team. K19 wasn’t the only one trying to reach Onyx to divert. We were too.”
“And in the midst of it, the plane went down.”
Trap looked out the window. “It’s all hypothetical, Striker.”
He pictured the scene in his head. Onyx must’ve somehow figured out Corazón was intercepting the messages and then knew she’d lied to him. Maybe he even realized she was working for the other side. His guess was that once Corazón realized he was on to her, she tried to kill him. Or vice versa. They wouldn’t know the whole story until Onyx was able to tell it.
As his conversation with Trap transpired, one by one, the K19 team members who had been on the plane, filed into the terminal’s waiting area.
“I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around this,” said Dutch. “Corazón and Onyx were tight.”
Striker looked out on the tarmac; another plane was taxiing in.
Trap saw it too. “The rest of your team has arrived.”
Striker waited for Doc, Gunner, and Mercer to come inside before briefing them on what he’d learned from Trap about the downed aircraft.
“A minute?” Trap asked Striker, who followed the man out of the waiting room and back out onto the tarmac.
“As I’m sure you can understand, I cannot brief your entire team on the rest of what I told you earlier.”
Striker nodded. “I can.”
“I’m officially telling you not to.”
“I don’t give a shit.”
“I’ll ask this, then. Keep it to as much of a minimum as you can until this finishes playing out.”
“Are you asking me to sit on my hands while a civil war wages in this country?”
“I am.”
“I need to get my people the fuck out of here.”
“That’s the plan.”
“We need to read Doc in.”
Trap shook his head. “You read Doc in. What you know is conjuncture at this point.”
—:—
Aine knew something was very wrong when Merrigan and Saylor came into the room.
“Penelope,” she began. “Would you mind going next door for a few minutes?”
Their friend nodded and rose, meeting Aine’s eyes questioningly as she left.
Merrigan looked from her to Ava and then to Quinn and Saylor. “Striker, Razor, Mercer, and Monk, as well as the rest of the team that left from here yesterday, have all arrived safely in Colombia.”
Aine blinked away the tears that threatened; it looked as though Ava and Quinn were doing the same.
