Zebrik's POV
My heart pounded in my chest. I already knew the answer, but I needed Rem to confirm it. I looked at my father and saw his eyes glazed over—had Rem linked him instead of answering me? Frustration surged through me. I needed to be out there. We knew the cliff was a potential weak spot, but it was a 150-foot drop. The odds of someone scaling it undetected were slim. And yet, not just one person had made it up—over thirty had.
I turned to my father. "Dad, what—"
"They captured the leader, Zeb. Calm down. We’ll be in the cells interrogating him in less than an hour."
"Were they after her?"
"Zeb, that’s irrelevant at the moment. The clean-up is underway. For now, everyone is accounted for."
"Breach on the fifth floor!" someone shouted through the pack link.
What the hell?
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