Bullets tore through the quiet cemetery.
Stone chips flew from nearby headstones as Captain Ryan’s officers returned fire, forcing the attackers to stay behind their SUVs.
Marcus crawled beside Emily.
“Are you hurt?”
She shook her head, holding out the opened wedding ring.
“There was something inside.”
Marcus stared at the tiny memory card resting in her palm.
Michael had hidden digital evidence inside his own wedding ring.
“For thirty years…” Marcus whispered. “No one would have thought to look there.”
Emily carefully slipped the memory card into her pocket.
“I’m not losing this.”
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A Tactical Retreat
Ryan checked his radio.
“They’ve got more people than we do.”
Marcus nodded.
“We’re not winning a firefight in a cemetery.”
He pointed toward a maintenance building at the f
