But it doesn’t look like Al Riyad treats them well. If this boy can give us a direct route, I say we take it. We should just expect a trap.” Harrier spat on the ground and nodded. “Tell him we’ll take him with us. He can show us the way, but he has to be tied and gagged. He can gesture the way.” As Hondo translated, Harrier looked at Dimitri. “Kid’s yours, Hondo. Merlin, tie him up.” He nodded and sheathed his knife, tying and gagging the boy before handing him off to Hondo. Then, he secured his MP5 subma-chine gun. Dimitri nodded to his teammates and headed for the door, waiting for the rest of them to regroup. Dimitri was shoulder to shoulder with Baby Boy as they moved through the corridors, Hondo’s voice telling them which way to go. “Wait.” Hondo’s voice came to him. “Around this corner. First door on the right, his bedroom.” “Stay with the kid, Hondo. Make sure he stays quiet…and safe,” Harrier commanded. “Roger that.” Dimitri shifted and balanced himself.
