Bound by the Triplets
Three sentries dressed in heavy dark coats stood near the warehouse entrance, their automatic weapons held low.
Ethan’s voice cracked through the internal tactical radio on the dashboard. "Asher, take the left flank. Caleb, suppress the main door. Maddison... do not move."
The two brothers moved out into the storm like phantoms, leaving me alone in the dark cabin with the rapid thudding of my heart. Through the glass, I watched the silhouettes of my three owners close the distance with terrifying, synchronized precision.
A sudden, sharp crack of a suppressed rifle silenced the hum of the ship. The first sentry dropped into the dark puddles without a sound.