“CDT Redstone Arsenal, Alabama So far so good.
Tucker sat shotgun beside Frank as the Suburban approached the cluster of cabins. He kept low in his seat, trying to stay out of sight while keeping his JPX handgun ready in case he had to silently take someone out.
“Where now?” Frank asked, braking as they neared the gravel parking lot.
“We should get as close to the cabins as possible.” Tucker pointed. “There’s a turnaround in the middle. Stop in front of the second cabin on the rig...ht.”
“Is that where Kane wants us to go?”
“Seems to be. And I’ve learned never to second-guess him.”
While en route here, Tucker had ordered his four-legged partner to make a quick and furtive circle of the encampment, allowing Tucker to get a lay of the land. The four cabins to the left bore placards with winged logos on their doors.
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