KAEL
The convoy moved through the city like a mechanized serpent, twelve vehicles, sixty armed personnel, enough firepower to wage a small war.
Which was exactly what we were about to do.
I sat in the lead vehicle, tactical vest secure, weapons checked and loaded. The wound Hayes had stitched up after my confrontation with Sabrina throbbed dully, but I barely registered it. Pain was irrelevant. Only the mission mattered.
Extract Aria. Eliminate threats.
Everything else was noise.
Hayes sat beside me, coordinating with the other teams via encrypted radio. "Alpha team in position at main entrance. Bravo approaching service entrance. Charlie, that's us, ready to breach the delivery tunnel."
I checked my Glock one final time. Seventeen rounds in the magazine, one in the chamber. Backup piece at my ankle. Combat knife strapped to my thigh.
Everything I needed to paint that underground facility red.
