Chapter 169

The first explosion rocked the cabin, sending dust raining from the tunnel ceiling. Alexander and Stefan pressed forward, fighting against the urge to retreat. Behind them, the passage began to collapse.

“Move!” Alexander shouted as they burst through the exit into the stormy night.

Rain hit their faces like tiny needles. The boathouse stood twenty yards ahead, its weathered blue paint visible in the lightning flashes. Two armed men guarded the entrance, their attention fixed on the main cabin as it began to burn.

Alexander signaled to his team, spreading them into position around the clearing. Stefan crouched behind a fallen tree, his heart hammering against his ribs. From inside the boathouse came the sound of raised voices.

“The boat won’t start!” a man yelled.

“Fix it!” Rose’s voice, sharp with panic. “We need to leave now!”

Alexander caught Stefan’s eye, mouthing the words: _Three. Two. One._

The team surged forward. The guards spun, ra