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"Chen, check the perimeter," he whispered. "Miller, with me."

They moved through the house, room by room, their weapons raised. The living room was empty. The kitchen was empty. The bedroom-

The body was on the floor, a guard, his throat cut.

"Contact!" Chen shouted from outside.

Marcus ran, burst through the door. Chen was on the ground, a figure standing over him, a knife in his hand.

Marcus fired. The figure fell.

Chen groaned, clutched his arm. "I'm hit. But I'll live."

Marcus knelt beside him, pressed a field dressing to the wound. "Who was it?"

Chen shook his head. "I don't know. He was wearing a uniform. Our uniform."

Marcus's blood ran cold. A traitor. Someone inside the organization.

"Command, Webb. The safe house is compromised. We have a casualty. Request immediate extraction."

"Copy, Webb. Extraction is on the way."

Marcus helped Chen to his feet, led him outside. The helicopter was already landing, its rotors spinning.

They climbed aboard, the helicopter lifting. Below, the safe house burned.

Marcus sat beside Chen, his mind racing. A traitor. Someone he trusted. Someone he might have worked with.

"We have to find him," Chen said.

Marcus nodded. "We will."

The helicopter flew toward the base, toward safety, toward the hunt. The mission had changed. Now they were hunting one of their own.

And Marcus Webb would not rest until he found him.
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