Page 202 of Scars of Fate

“Very good.”

My hand closed around Lucas’s arm.

“What is Fate?” I demanded.

Minser laughed.

“Mrs. Spencer. The woman who found the file.”

“What is it?”

“You’ll see soon enough.”

The radio crackled.

Then his voice returned.

“Assuming you survive the next sixty seconds.”

Hawk looked toward the door.

Red hostile markers appeared on his damaged tablet.

One.

Then another.

And another.

They surrounded the observation post.

“Move!” Adam shouted.

An explosive round struck the roof.

The ceiling collapsed.

Lucas threw himself over me as concrete and dust filled the room.

The old post shook.

Another explosion hit the outer wall.

Boone dragged the injured pilot behind the metal table.

Russ fired through a broken window.

“They’ve surrounded us!”

Adam looked toward the cache.

“Is there another exit?”

Lucas raised his head.

Blood ran down his cheek.

“Yes.”