His words trailed off. Riley scrambled upright and slid into the chair with Mist right behind him, leaning over his shoulder. Both peered at the screen for a moment, their faces glowing blue-white in the darkness.

“Holy shit.” The rogue’s voice sent shivers down my back, and I turned from the window. Riley leaned back in the seat, shaking his head, his face full of horror. “St. George, you need to see this, now.”

I hurried around the desk and bent next to Riley to peer at the screen. After a few seconds of scanning the words on the computer, a chill crept up my spine as I realized what I was looking at.

It was a list...of Order chapterhouses around the world. The main headquarters in London was at the top, but below it were several more chapters throughout the United Kingdom, France, the United States and several other countries. Even more troubling, it listed the amount of security the bases had, the approximate number of soldiers, the exit and entry points and the time zone of every chapterhouse around the world.

And at the very top of the list, a timer, counting down the hours.

I looked at Riley, who drew in a long breath. “Do you know what this is, St. George?” he asked, his voice subdued.

I nodded. There were other things it could be, harmless, less sinister things. Talon could simply be keeping an eye on the Order, making sure their enemies would not attack and take them by surprise. There were other reasons this file would exist. But I was a soldier, and I knew where the signs were pointing. Talon had an army now. And St. George had always stood in their way.

“It’s a battle plan,” I said.

“My God,” Mist breathed, her blue eyes wide as she scanned the list. “The Night of Fang and Fire...they’re planning to attack the Order. All the chapterhouses, in one night.” She looked up at me, horrified and amazed. “They’re planning to destroy the Order of St. George in one fell swoop.”

Riley made a strangled noise. “Not only the Order,” he whispered in a voice of quiet rage. “Look at this.”