The atmosphere in the room turned grim. It was hard to believe that the very company they had fought for and bled for now branded them 'rogue'. In Japan, such a word meant only one thing—death.
Li checked the windows, scanning the distance through his binoculars."Caps… we've got a company. It's code onion. There's a whole group of men out there, all geared up—same as Riku's last op. They're just standing there, waiting. And leading them… it's Chief Takeshi himself. And he's not alone—there's someone with him. American, maybe? Looks like another mercenary unit has joined them and…"
His voice cut off. His body stiffened. He couldn't bring himself to finish.
Anton's face hardened as realization hit. "Holy mother of God… those SUVs…"
Richard yanked the binoculars from Li, muttering, "The fuck are you talking ab—" He froze, his breath catching. Then the words tore out of him. "That fucking son of a bitch. It was Kieta. The damned rat staged it all!"
