CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
Steel walked through the hallway and into the large room and was greeted by the stench of dust, body odour and take-out food. Steel gasped at the lack of air and covered his mouth with his arm. Whoever had been staying there had been for a long time. And had no thought for taking out the trash. Another ingenious idea Steel had thought. If someone did make it through the door just out of curiosity, they wouldn’t be staying long.
The more he learnt about these men, the more he appreciated that these weren’t just some half-assed assholes. These had training.
But he could not put together the idea that the men at the old barracks in Valletta and these men were part of the same group. Unless it was the commander that was the intelligent one, and these men were just… neces
