The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 489

With a creased map in hand, Percival trekked alongside Soren to a nearby abandoned mine.

At the mine’s entrance, they stumbled upon a covert mark of White Tiger etched into the rock face, its meaning unclear yet undeniably significant. And there, scattered nearby, lay a cache of critical documents belonging to CK.

“Base, this is Soren. We’ve found the mark,” Soren hollered into his headset.

A different voice crackled back, not Micah’s as expected, but that of the HQ commander. “Copy that. Proceed underground.”

Exchanging a glance, Percival and Soren strapped on their oxygen masks and descended into the bowels of the earth.

Markers bearing White Tiger’s emblem appeared sporadically along the mine’s tunnels—faded, but a trail they could follow nonetheless.

As they ventured deeper, the air grew thin, and a faint, metallic scent of blood wafted from the depths.

Suddenly, a clod of earth tumbled from directly above Percival.

“Run!” Percival barked, his eyes dark with urgency.

With lightning reflexes, Soren signaled to the team behind them, and the third squad retreated in a disciplined dash toward the exit.

Then, a thunderous collapse echoed from behind Soren.

“Captain!” He yelled.

“Get out of here. That’s an order!” Percival’s voice crackled through the headset as Soren could only glimpse his silhouette through the narrowing gaps in the debris.

“Captain, I’ll get you out!” Soren halted along with a few others.

Percival’s voice was icy. “Get lost. After you’re out, find Vivienne!”

Leopold and Thomas, sensing the gravity of the situation, called out, “Captain, report your status!”

“Mine… Collapse… Get out…”

Percival’s voice faded into static.

their teams back toward Percival’s last known location. However, before they could get close, a helicopter buzzed overhead, raining down bullets like a

unfamiliar with the terrain, the front squad often stumbled into collapsing tunnels, with

boosted their firepower

mic, “Wolf, unidentified forces are

shouting to Soren, “Comms are jammed. There’s a signal blocker somewhere.

above, Soren knew

only chance was to escape

“Captain, wait

mine, though not without injuries—broken limbs and, for

outside, his headset crackled back to life with Micah’s

radioed, “HQ, Wolf’s comms are down. Send me the coordinates of the hostile fire.

no time to consider the consequences. They had to down the helicopters to cut

cursed and relayed the

fight, downing two helicopters, while the

point, with casualties among them,

head hastily bandaged, relayed Percival’s location to Leopold, insisting they

took two rifles from the other members and strapped them on, his voice a mix of anger and resolve.

echoed the sentiment. “Second squad,

Soren turned to follow, dizziness

caught him. “Go back to report and heal. Or the captain will have

a cane, stormed over,

is still in there!” Leopold roared, defiance written across his

grew up with him.

at your men. They’re heavily wounded, and their lives

took Soren from Thomas. “Get him treated, then document everything about the mine. Hand it

with urgent news.

handset.

to wait for satellite confirmation before proceeding. Do you

overheard the loud

enter the mine. When were we

the other side,

the

HQ quickly realized it, too, and yelled for his men to check

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