Sergeant Wright and I had just finished preparing the men for the upcoming mission when my phone rang. “We think that we’ve found the location,” Teixeira said.
“Awesome. Where is it?” I asked.
“About twenty-five miles east of Sao Paulo,” he replied. “The other three locations showed no signs of any recent activity. This one has a dirt road leading up to it with numerous fresh tire tracks. I’ve told my men to hold back and wait for us before we scout the area.”
“Good job. We don’t want to give them any advance warning of our presence.” Teixeira gave me the exact co-ordinates of the staging area before hanging up. I turned to Sergeant Wright and the two team leaders. “Looks like we’re a go.” I’d decided that fourteen men was probably enough to affect the rescue, so one team would remain b
