“If we get caught in the open on that ridge, we have nowhere to run.”

“I am certain,” I said.

“I survived there for two years because I knew where to hide.”

Dante turned off the tap and wiped his face with a paper towel.

“Vance is a brute,” Dante said.

“He has no respect for the old ways.”

“He thinks fear is the only currency.”

“It is a common mistake.”

He walked back to the map and touched the line I had drawn near Oakhaven.

“If we take this warehouse, Kroll will be forced to sue for peace,” Dante said.

“He will sacrifice Vance to save his own skin.”

“That is how these men operate.”

“I know,” I said.

“I want to be there when it happens.”

Dante looked at me for a long, quiet moment.

“Go back to the stables,” he said.

“Check on the horse.”

“We leave in four hours.”

I turned and walked back up the concrete stairs.

The air in the tunnel felt warmer now.

When I reached the stable, the red lights had been turned off.