Into the Mist (Falcon Mercenary Group #1)(65)

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Armed with satellite imagery of the medical facility, Falcon moved in. They knew where guards were posted, where security cameras scanned the perimeter and how many men were on the outside.

Damiano stayed behind in the high-tech military vehicle Tits had provided to monitor communications between the team members and to direct Falcon’s movements once they were inside.

Jonah ordered the secondary to move in and disable the guard towers. They worked quickly and efficiently while Damiano hacked into the surveillance system so he could see inside the facility.

“All systems go,” Damiano said.

Tyana, Mad Dog and Jonah checked to make sure their earpieces were secure.

“Falcon one ready,” Jonah said.

“Falcon two ready,” Mad Dog spoke up.

“Falcon three ready,” Tyana added.

The three stood outside the wall surrounding the facility, heavily armed, awaiting Damiano’s next instructions.

“Guard towers are down. Outside surveillance is down,” Damiano reported. “You’re cleared for go.”

Jonah pointed at Mad Dog and Tyana. “As we discussed. This is an in and out operation. Mad Dog, you take the south entrance, I’ll take the north. Ty, you enter through the west wing. If D’s intel is correct, they’re being held in the innermost sanctum. This isn’t a time to get soft. Shoot first, ask questions later, and if things go bad, get your asses back to the rendezvous point.”

Mad Dog and Tyana both nodded.

“Then let’s do this,” Jonah said grimly.

Adrenaline surged through Tyana’s veins, rushing like a river. She had every confidence in Falcon’s abilities. Jonah hired and trained the best. With the outside guard taken out and the Falcon secondary already working through the building to secure the exits, getting in to recover Eli and the others should be just another day on the job.

They split up, Jonah and Mad Dog heading in opposite directions. Tyana detached the rope and hook from her vest and slung the hook over the wall. She yanked to make sure it would hold and then she began to pull herself up and over the wall.

She dropped down on the other side and pulled the strap on her gun until the stock slid over her shoulder and into her hand. She moved quickly to the west entrance, and to her satisfaction, saw two fallen guards at the door. Falcon secondary had done their jobs.

When she entered the building, two things struck her. The god-awful chill and the deafening silence.

“Talk to me, D,” she murmured. “Where am I going?”

The three of them wore tracking devices, and D had the schematics of the building uploaded to his computer so he could monitor their location and guide them on the most expedient path to the center. And thank God, because there was a veritable maze of hallways and corridors. Someone could wander for hours and never find their way in or out.

“Keep moving forward, Ty. Pass two more hallways and take a right. I’m not picking up shit on the infrared. Are you hearing anything down there?”

That would explain the chill. Was it to cloak body heat? Still, he should be able to pick up something.

“Now take a left three hallways down. Once you make that left, you’re going to make an immediate right then an immediate left again.”

“You’re making me dizzy,” she muttered.

D paused then spoke again, this time to Jonah and then to Mad Dog as he gave them instructions. All communications went through D. Less distracting than having them all talking over each other.

“Okay, Ty, you’re doing fine. Take your next left. You’ll land in a circular corridor. There are three of those. One in each wing. Jonah and Mad Dog are closing in on their locations. If your guys are being held here, they should be in one of those inner rooms.”

God, let them be here. Don’t let me be too late.

“Okay, I’m here.”

She entered the hallway and saw a door right in front of her. She reached into her vest and pulled out the small explosive device and stuck it on the security panel.

“I’m blowing the first door,” she said. “Tell Mad Dog and Jonah heads up because if they don’t know we’re here already, they’ll know in a few seconds.”

“Be careful, Ty.”

“Always.”

She set the timer then raced around the bend to the next door where she set her next explosive.

“How many doors am I looking for?” she murmured as she set the timer.

“Three more,” D replied.

She crouched next to the current door and waited for the first to blow. The explosion rocked the hallway, and she put her hand out to balance herself. She shot up and ran around, her rifle up.

Two men in lab coats staggered out of the room, waving their hands in big, exaggerated motions. She fired two rounds and they both dropped in their tracks.

She stepped over their bodies and went into the room. Fuck. It was empty. Just a bunch of lab and computer equipment.

“Room one clear,” she reported back. Then she hauled ass back into the hallway to see if the noise had startled any of the other rooms into action. As thick as the damn walls were, though, it wouldn’t surprise her if the explosion hadn’t even been heard inside the other rooms.

Big advantage to her if that was the case.

She sprinted back to room two and hit the start button as she skidded by en route to room three. She slapped the explosive on the panel and entered the time again.