"What?" both Mason and Hannah said at once.
"Your headset must have malfunctioned," Zain muttered.
"Luke?" Mason tapped the com unit.
Nothing.
"I can hear him." Travis' lips were pressed tight together.
"Oh no...Luke Stiles?" Hannah covered her mouth with her hand.
"We have to go back for him." There was no question in Mason's mind. "Get Hannah somewhere safe, then we go back."
"No, he'll be dead if you wait. We have to go in now. Cruz will kill him." Hannah twisted to face him. "Give me a gun."
"No way." He'd literally just got her back. The last thing Mason was going to do was escort her back into that hellhole.
"I'm a great shot. You've said so yourself. I don't go in. I stay outside. You get Luke back, we leave."
What about the others?
He kept that question to himself.
"We
