Best Laid Plans

“Knight 1. In position,” Jay drawled lazily through the comms, and Duke couldn’t suppress his grin.

Both he and Jay were uncomfortable, but there hadn’t been time to develop a full-scale assault plan. At most, they might get twenty-four hours before Caitlyn was either killed or sold to another terrorist group. They’d already lost seven and half hours just getting to her location.

They couldn’t afford to wait.

A few seconds after, Dex’s acknowledgement hissed through his earpiece. “Knight 2. In position.”

Ignoring the brief bursts of chatter through his comms, Duke reached for another handhold, and pulled himself up the sheer face of the cliff on the ocean-facing side of the stone fortress. A hot twinge of pain shot along his nerves from his shoulder, as the numbing medication wore off. He gritted his teeth against it, continuing his climb.

Of course, they had the benefit of some of the most advanced surveillance equipment in the world, and arguably the most brilliant mind to opera