42: Mission Improbable

Anyra

Charlie squad makes its way up the north side while Delta stays with me on the west. I have a good view of the wall where three guards are patrolling. One of them is a tall, brutish-looking guy, and the other two are lean women with short hair. Piece of cake.

I motion to the leader of the Delta squad, James, who still hasn’t said a word to me, and he motions to the rest of his team.

They form a line just inside the ...