Chapter 78
MASON
The second the line goes dead.
I’m already pulling up Lily’s tracker on my phone with one hand and grabbing my rifle case with the other when Jake looks up from the ops table.
“What happened?”
My jaw locks so hard it aches. “Turner made contact.”
Jake goes still.
Luke swears under his breath behind me.
The tracker pulses across the screen, moving east.
Away from me.
Toward a kill box.
I chamber a round.
Because Lily asked me to come get her, and I always fucking will.
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