Do we know if any targets were killed?” Stell asked, tightening the straps to his tactical vest, eyes on the illuminated map projected on the wall of the situation room. His temporary base of operations was located at a closed campground on a lake, southwest of Xavier's Pack Land.
“Our source says there were some injuries, sir, but no fatalities,” the tech answered, his headset chirping and his face pale from perennial lack of sunlight and nerves. “The Witch was present, sir.”
“Our spy was able to plant the bomb inside the cabin?” Which was the plan, to take out Xavier's first beta, reducing their chances of mounting an effective defense when his teams breached the park’s borders.
He's well aware that Xavier was too strong to fight directly, and needed to be defeated by grief instead o
