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.

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

retreating to HQ. But unfamiliar with the terrain, the front squad often stumbled into collapsing

boosted their firepower and rescued

shouted into the mic, “Wolf,

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

above, Soren knew staying

escape and

vowed, “Captain, wait

escaped the mine, though not without injuries—broken limbs

headset crackled back to life with

are down. Send me the coordinates of the

to down the helicopters to cut off the

and

fight, downing

with casualties

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

rifles from the other members and strapped them on, his voice a mix of anger and resolve. “First squad, anyone who can still

echoed the sentiment.

Soren turned to follow, dizziness from blood

“Go back to report and heal. Or the

stormed over, nearly collapsing. “Everyone,

our captain is still in there!” Leopold roared, defiance

with him. There was no

firm. “Look at your men. They’re heavily wounded, and their lives matter, too.

Soren from Thomas. “Get him treated,

urgent news.

grabbed the handset.

told you to wait for satellite confirmation before proceeding.

the loud

HQ to enter the mine. When were we told to

side, “Bullshit! I’ve been shouting my

struck Micah. “Check the comms for viruses,

realized it, too, and yelled for his men to

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