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Chapters (23)
  1. PART 1
  2. CHAPTER 1
  3. CHAPTER 2
  4. CHAPTER 3
  5. CHAPTER 4
  6. CHAPTER 5
  7. CHAPTER 6
  8. CHAPTER 7
  9. CHAPTER 8
  10. CHAPTER 9
  11. PART 2
  12. CHAPTER 10
  13. CHAPTER 11
  14. CHAPTER 12
  15. CHAPTER 13
  16. CHAPTER 14
  17. PART 3
  18. CHAPTER 15
  19. CHAPTER 16
  20. CHAPTER 17
  21. CHAPTER 18
  22. CHAPTER 19
  23. CHAPTER 20

“But we did it, and we’d do it again,” Archer told him. “Dwayne Myers was the best leader the MCB has ever had. Of course we did what he asked us. In an outfit built on telling lies, he was the one man every last one of us trusted.”

“That’s it!” Grant exclaimed. “That’s how we’re going to get help.”

“Huh?”

“The names Myers gave me, he wouldn’t have told me about those agents being solid if he didn’t know for sure. Myers had to expect this level of heat. Hear me out. Franks must have some sort of op planned. If it was something less, Franks would just tackle it himself. That means he’s either taking a shot at Stricken or those Nemesis things,” Grant mused. “Probably them, because if we can prove what they are, that’s justifiable. It can’t be Stricken himself. Franks couldn’t possibly expect us to get a bunch of other sworn agents to go outside the law like that.”

Archer and Strayhorn exchanged a nervous glance. When it came to the idea of Franks staying in the lines, there was a lot of wishful thinking attached.

“So it has to be Nemesis. We’ve seen these things in action. They’re tough as nails . . . We need every man we can get.” Grant slammed his fist into his palm. He was beginning to look motivated. At least focusing on solutions seemed to help shake Grant from his funk. “We need the Strike Team.”

Archer figured Grant had what it took to be a really good leader, provided he could just keep his head out of his ass long enough to get the hang of it. “That’s wonderful, but how the hell are we going to get the people tasked with hunting us down, to stop long enough to help us take out their superior’s pet project?”

“I’m going to try something crazy by MCB standards. I’m going to use the truth . . .” Grant had a malicious gleam in his eye. “Kind of.”

CHAPTER 16

CHAPTER 16

Battenberg, Landgraviate of Hesse-Darmstadt,

Holy Roman Empire, 1740

He could hear the soldiers stealthily moving around outside the barn. Occasionally he caught glimpses of them through the knotholes and gaps. They were attempting to sneak up on him. They were good, but they weren’t that good. If it hadn’t been raining, they probably would have set the barn on fire to flush him out. As it was, it was either risk a direct confrontation, or wait him out. Either way worked for him. He wasn’t in a hurry. He had nothing better to do, so he went back to sharpening his sword and waiting for the next batch of heroic humans to try to slay him.