Falcon rose.
Sarah moved with him.
We descended toward the eastern gate while darkness and confusion swallowed the compound.
At the western maintenance tunnel, Sniper triggered a shaped charge.
The explosion remained mostly contained, driving the steel hatch inward without bringing the mountain down around them.
Sniper entered first.
Shark followed.
Then Reef.
Three shadows disappeared inside Black Site Theta.
The first explosion rolled through the prison wing.
Every light flickered.
Alarms screamed.
The floor shook.
Guards stumbled.
Men shouted into their radios.
No one answered.
Wade stopped walking.
His head snapped toward the ceiling.
A second explosion followed.
Closer.
Dust drifted from the concrete overhead.
A crack appeared along one wall.
Jackson slowly smiled.
Disbelief filled his eyes.
Then hope.
Real hope.
The kind that hurt.
“They came,” Grant whispered.
Wade wasn’t ready to believe it.
Not yet.