The path was narrow, overgrown with weeds and brush, almost invisible to anyone who didn’t know it existed. The perfect cover.

When they reached the clearing, Bruce stepped out of the car. The bunker loomed in front of him, an unassuming structure built low into the ground, its heavy iron door disguised by layers of earth and stone. He had always been proud of how undetectable it was.

But only that something was wrong. The entrance door was opened.

“Stay here and be on the lookout,” Bruce ...