CHAPTER 60
BY THE TIME THEY reach Quarters 23, the sirens continue blaring. Security Forces arrive in a Humvee and move into positions to stand guard in the cul-de-sac.
Pale, Julie puts a palm to her forehead. “I feel as if we’re in a war zone.”
Parker rubs her elbow. “We are. The line is drawn. The enemy failed with this last attempt and will retreat. There’s too much exposure. We’ll move quickly to secure his defeat.”
“I don’t understand, especially since we don’t know who the enemy is.”
“We don’t need to. If we expose his motives, he will run.”
“Where?”
“To backrooms and secluded offices. Exposure is his worst adversary. He controls by fear. He lives off hate, the anger of people pitted against one another because of race, religion, inequities, or whatever. The enemy creates the
