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.

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

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

Thomas, Leopold boosted their firepower and rescued the

Micah shouted into the mic, “Wolf, unidentified forces are attacking from above.

the mine, Percival tossed aside his useless headset, shouting to Soren, “Comms are jammed. There’s a signal blocker somewhere. Go

the battle above, Soren knew staying meant

only chance was to escape and return with

Soren vowed, “Captain, wait for my

narrowly escaped the mine, though not without injuries—broken limbs and, for

outside, his headset crackled back to life with

down. Send me the coordinates

to consider the consequences. They had to down the helicopters

cursed and relayed

swiftly ended the fight,

with casualties among them, they

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

from the other members and strapped them on, his voice a mix of anger and resolve. “First

the sentiment. “Second

turned to follow, dizziness

to report and heal. Or the

over, nearly collapsing. “Everyone, back to base

in there!” Leopold roared,

only his captain but his dear friend who grew up with him. There was no way he would let Percival be buried down

stood firm. “Look at your men. They’re heavily wounded, and their lives matter, too. Back to base, that’s

Soren from Thomas. “Get him treated, then document everything

operator approached with urgent news. “Deputy

the handset. “This

this operation? I told you to wait for satellite

overheard the loud

from HQ to enter the mine. When

other side,

Micah. “Check the

it, too, and

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