Rex didn’t dare to breathe. The sound of the heavy metal boots stopped directly above the concrete arch, and the metallic weapon being prepared was the loudest thing in his world. It was a precise sound, not clumsy, but professional.
He’s waiting for me to move, Rex thought, his teeth chattering uncontrollably from the cold. Julian wouldn’t send a team this close yet. He’d wait for the current to push me to him. This person... this is a lookout. A sniper.
He stayed glued to the slimy pipe, every muscle burning from the cold and the strain. The drone, now hovering near the edge of the pillar, swept its blind, powerful light across the surface of the creek again.
Suddenly, another sound cut through the drone's low, annoying hum. It was high-pitched, like a specialized dart. It was followe
