At that moment Lucas glanced at the eight-man team in the back of the truck, his instincts screaming at him to get a read on them.
"Names."
Then the soldiers looked at him, caught off guard by the sudden command.
One by one, they gave their names.
Lucas listened carefully, his brow furrowing deeper with each introduction.
By the time they finished, he had his answer.
He couldn't believe they were all rookies. His stomach twisted.
First-timers. No real field experience.
No knowledge of how to breach a high-risk zone.
Lucas exhaled sharply, shaking his head.
"This is a damn joke."
Kai, sitting in the passenger seat, didn't say anything, but Lucas could tell—he had already figured it out too.
Lucas ran a hand down his face, feeling his frustration boil.
Who the hell in the Defense Force thought it was a good idea to send newbies into an operation like this?
This wasn't just a drug bust. It was a coordinated attack on a gang of ruthless criminals.
