Chapter Sixteen
Destin stood with his back to the other men in the room. Over the past three hours, they explained the changes that occurred while he was gone. Most of them were in alignment with what he’d set in motion before he left. Some, though, were not.
“How many are missing?” he asked in a low, somber tone.
“Ten – that we know of – who knows how many more that we don’t. We still don’t have an accurate count from the south side of the city. Colbert scared most of the decent residents into every nook and cranny they could find. At times, it’s like rats pouring out of the sewers when we go searching for them. Mason has about three-quarters of the underground system – both subway and sewer – cleared,” Tim said.
Destin turned to see their grim faces. There was no proof that the missi
