The shipyard burning in the distance cast grotesque shadows over the dock where James, Sarah, and Nathan stood, frozen. The air was thick with the smell of salt, smoke and spilled fuel.
Kade, the very man they thought had once joined James, pointed a gun toward the three of them with an insane grin. A group of armed men spread out behind him, all of them readying their weapons on James and his team.
Sarah clasped the USB drive in her hand as it hung in her pocket. It contained the proof they had put everything on the line to retrieve the secret of how the Syndicate operated. But now, wedged between Kade and the shadowy waters of the dock, escape was impossible.
James took a step towards them, hands raised in what he hoped was an measured show of submission. “Kade, consider what you are
