One of the targets must have seen it coming.
There was the beginning of a scream.
Boomerang back in hand, Hodak walked around the bend. Patch lay quietly; Swat's body still quivered.
Hodak took less than five minutes to enlarge the hole, load the newly dead in with their companions, and smooth the surface to match the tunnel's wall.
Ram, groggy, sat against the opposite wall and watched.
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The space was little more than two meters across, a vault cut into the side of a tunnel to store construction supplies. It was enough.
Leaving Ram in the dimly lit space to recover, Hodak rushed to an exit, surfaced, took his bearings, and found Brad in his office. Brad immediately sensed the urgency from Hodak's expression.
"Let's get our people together," Brad ordered. Hodak quickly passed the word and, within minutes, the Sentinels convened in an empty air lock.
Myra left for headquarters to cover; the remainder strung out behind Hodak to the subsurface vault where he'd left Ram.
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