The bunker fell silent except for the crackle of damaged electronics and the distant chaos still echoing above the estate.
A tall man stepped through the destroyed doorway.
Ethan recognized him instantly.
The military officer from the Malibu meeting.
The man looked around quickly before focusing on Ethan.
“Lord Blackwood,” the officer said firmly as he approached. “Are you injured?”
Blood still trickled down the side of Ethan’s face where Marcus had struck him, but Ethan barely noticed.
“My sister,” Ethan said urgently, grabbing the man’s arm as he stood. “They have my sister.”
His voice trembled with desperation.
“We need to—”
“We know,” the officer interrupted calmly, nodding toward the laptop.
“We’re already tracking the signal from that device,” he continued. “Her location h
