The anger and hostility they all felt had increased the second the call about Thena came in. What made things worse is they hadn’t been able to break their prisoner. They couldn’t even get name rank and serial number from him. Sabian had trained some dedicated men—too bad they weren’t dedicated to protecting the country as much as they were to making money and protecting a traitor. Sully ran his hand along the stubble growing along his jaw. If Drake couldn’t get anything and he, himself, couldn’t get anything then he wasn’t sure what Valencia thought she could do, but she had come into the room, looking docile and innocent, and calmly said, “My turn,” before sitting a small case down on the stand. The man expertly chained to the sitting chair simply tossed his head back and laughed. “You can go now,” she told the men standing in the room. Thomas looked as if he were ready to just shoot the bastard right that instant, but they all knew they needed information that they weren’t soon to get without this man. “Are you sure?”
