Chapter 15
The Command Center was a madhouse. Reports were coming in from all over about merciless black-clad assassins killing everyone they came in contact with. The information that they all wore suicide vests made capture impossible. Shoot on sight orders were given.
Amalie was nearly in tears. Someone from her family had done this! A Dorr was the one who let them into the base!
I held my grandmother in my arms and murmured that it was not her fault. I heard Wilson in my ear asking if he could help.
“Grandmother, would you be upset if I turned Wilson loose on this relative of ours who has betrayed us?”
“Tell him yes. Maybe he will have better luck tracing the traitor.”
Wilson said his goodbyes and as he put it ‘dove’ into the computer system.
“Grandmother is there anything else
