Chapter 5 - THE BETRAYAL AT THE TOPReed didn't give me a name. He gave me a location.

"Warehouse 14, midnight. The pickup is happening tonight."
I moved fast. I didn't wait for a strike team. I knew the base was compromised. I slipped out through the perimeter fence, moving with the same silence that had earned me my stripes years ago.
Warehouse 14 was dark, smelling of diesel and salt. In the center, a group of men were loading crates—not into a naval truck, but into a private unmarked helicopter.
I watched through my thermal optics.
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There, standing in the shadows, was the man I never expected to see.
It was my own mentor, General Marcus Thorne.