"Well, he's going to have one hell of a fight on his hands," Ethan growled, his voice deep and full of barely restrained anger, the type of fury that promised a reckoning was on the horizon.

The warriors lost no time. They carried the girls to the hospital urgently but gently so that the pathologist could start the examination. Ethan was very clear about what he wanted: he wanted to know all the details, he was not going to sleep until he knew how those girls had died. He demanded the ...