Page 225 of Broken Oath

FIELD DEPLOYMENT SUSPENDED.

Sarah’s blood chilled.

“Field deployment?”

Nobody answered.

Warden hadn’t only imprisoned her brother.

At some point, it may have sent him into the field.

“Against his will?” she asked.

Fathom shook his head. “The report doesn’t say.”

Rook’s expression hardened.

“It wouldn’t.”

Another file appeared.

A photograph filled the monitor.

Chain-link fencing.

Guard towers.

Concrete buildings surrounded by snow.

The image had been captured from long range.

A date appeared in the lower corner.

Eleven days ago.

The same date as Wade’s last status verification.

Sarah moved closer.

“What is that?”

“One of the three possible Theta sites,” Fathom said. “The private airstrip beside the frozen lake.”

He enlarged the area near the fence.

A figure appeared.

Tall.

Broad shoulders.

Dark jacket.

The image quality was poor.

Almost useless.

Almost.