Chapter 12

Lucian

“Amara, watch your back. One just climbed in.” I refer to the last person on the line and toggle to her body cam. The chocolate skinned girl turns her attention to the direction I pointed her in.

Her eyes are trained like a hawk’s and before I even see the man, she takes the shot, her powerful military grade M16 gun sees him to the ground in no time.

“Any more?” she holds her direction, while moving along with the team, without even looking back.

She should be next to Vadim in this troop if I’m to rate them by skill.

“None, from what I can see in the drone’s visuals. Maintain your movement, they’re about to head in. I count seven.”

Each of the twelve soldiers separate into teams of six and prepare the kill box, which is a hallway, where two people stay behind three doors on each side.

I really don’t want to do this, but these men have no idea what they’re entering into, attacking someone under our protection.

All the men