Shit. They’d need a way to transport those victims out, and there was no way to haul them to the helicopter, even if there was room in the craft for that many people. “We’ll have to improvise. I’m guessing they have trucks in the metal building to the south of the stronghold, right next to that power station we’re taking out second.” There was a bigger power supply to the north they’d blow up first.

At least the weather was on their side. The snowstorm had finally moved on, leaving a cold blue sky and merciless sun. The Kurjans wouldn’t be able to venture outside, which definitely gave the Seven an advantage.

Benny clapped him on the arm. “Congrats on the mating. Can’t wait to see you all moonfaced around the campfire like the rest of these guys.”

Adare grinned. “Thanks, and that isn’t going to happen. I like her, she likes me, and we’ll make a good match. That’s what lasts.” He’d been honest when he’d said he didn’t believe in love, but he believed completely in promises and doing his duty. Grace understood that.

“Right,” Benny said. “Okey-doke, then. Back to business. You’re on lead, brother.”

Adare turned and jogged through waist-high snow into the forest and up a mountain, his boots heavy and his left leg aching at the ankle. What had he done to his ankle? Ignoring the pain, he ran for fifteen miles with Benny and Ronan behind him, just like old times.

They reached the outskirts of the Kurjans’ forty acres and an innocuous dilapidated wooden fence that looked like somebody had forgotten about it. He donned sunglasses that enabled him to see the electrical current running through the wood, between the planks, and about a foot above the fence post. Impressive security, that was for sure.

He backed up and made a run for it, jumping high and curling to summersault over the electricity to the other side. Ronan quickly followed, his boots barely making a sound as he landed. Benny watched them both, made sure they didn’t blow up, and then followed exactly in Adare’s footsteps.

Adare motioned toward the tree line. “Let’s keep to the trees.”

Benny nodded and fitted sunglasses on his face. He dug a circular device out of his pack and pushed several buttons on it. “Hold for electricity overload.” Taking a breath, he tossed the disc at the fence. Blue waves immediately blew out in every direction, sizzling over Adare’s face.

He stepped back, his eyebrows rising.

Benny clapped his hands together. “Oh, yeah. Chalton said that’d work, and what a rush, right? That should’ve knocked out every camera in the trees. Maybe even the electricity for the main buildings.”

Ronan set the alarm on his watch. “We’re on go.”