Page 215 of Broken Oath

“Yes.”

“Could W. Parker be someone else?”

“Biometric identification is attached.”

He opened the supporting file.

A partial fingerprint record appeared.

It matched Wade Parker’s military record.

Sarah closed her eyes.

A tear slipped down her cheek.

She wiped it away.

Another followed.

This one she ignored.

Rook looked away for a moment.

Not because her tears made him uncomfortable.

Because the moment belonged to her.

After five years, she had earned it.

“We found him,” Fathom said quietly.

Sarah opened her eyes.

“No.”

Everyone looked at her.

“We proved he was alive eleven days ago.”

The strength returned to her voice.

Controlled.

Focused.

“We haven’t found him yet.”

Rook felt pride move through him.

Hope hadn’t weakened her.

It had given her a target.

“Do we have coordinates?” she asked.

Fathom’s expression darkened.

“No. Theta’s location rotates through encrypted relay points. The register connects through an isolated network.”