Max rolled to a stop and a hidden camera above the door blinked green.
Landon stepped out first, scanning the treeline before motioning for the others. “Let’s move.”
Daphne slid out, cradling Ella, who clung to her. Landon keyed in a code on a rusted panel that sprang open with a hiss. The door clicked and swung inward.
They entered a narrow hallway, the air cool and dry. Lights buzzed on automatically, revealing a series of reinforced steel doors, an old map of the forest pinned to the wall, and a locked weapons cache built into the stone.
“Zoya really outdid herself,” Max muttered, already heading toward the back room. “Place is clean. No heat signatures. No signs of breach.”
Daphne glanced around, holding Ella close. “What was this place?”
“Cold War hideout,” Landon answered, clos
