Chapter 220 - Foster

I double clicked the mic on my rifle. The pre-arranged signal for all clear. We'd taken down at least three perimeter guards. Someone was expecting something. I would be willing to bet it was Karine. She was brilliant at making sure every contingency was covered.

I waited at the head of my tunnel. Mas and his team had split up to cover our backtrail. Make sure there weren't any surprises for us on the way back out. That was even assuming we'd get to come out the back way.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. It squeezed twice before I rammed the knife into his belly. "All clear," Mas said. In this type of situation, it was probably good that he had a damaged voice that rarely went above a whisper. "On your go."

Nodding, I moved forward. We were two tunnels away from breaching the Kuznetsov property if the blueprints Nik had given us were correct. Please, deities, let them be correct. I would rain hell down on the Kuznetsov family if they thought to broadcast the gang rape and murder of