Page 334 of Rangers Mountain Rescue

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By morning—

We’ve got a direction.

Not a destination.

But enough.

The CIA stays with us.

Close.

Too close.

But useful.

For now.

“You’re burning time,” the agent says at one point.

I don’t even look at him.

“They’re bleeding time,” I reply.

Big difference.

Day two—

We find a second site.

Abandoned.

But not empty.

Not recently.

Food wrappers.

Fuel cans.

A map burned halfway through.

I crouch.

Pick it up.

Study what’s left.

Routes.

Different from the ones in the box.

Backup routes.

Contingencies.

Tunnels underground. Big enough for vehicles to drive in.

“They’ve got layers,” Briggs mutters.

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