The room door slammed open, cutting off Crow’s words.
Fisher jumped in his chair at the noise and gaped when the familiar figure of a man came in hot.
It was Stone.
He’d expected Real or Savage, but Dave had sent in the big guns.
Crow snapped to his feet and the other guards in the room lifted their weapons, all pointed at Stone. Not that that intimidated a man whom Fisher knew couldn’t be.
“I ought to knock you on your ass,” Stone growled, walking up to Crow and fisting the front of the man’s black vest.
“Stand down,” a smooth, authoritative voice said and Stone released Crow and swung around to face the newest threat.
“Major,” Crow said and saluted with a snap.
It was hard not to miss the newest arrival’s effect on the people in the room. The major oozed power and everyone including Justice, Steel, and Stone snapped to attention except for him.
With dark hair, a chiseled jaw, and gray eyes, the man giving the orders was stunning. With added muscle and a tall physique, the major cut an imposing figure.
“Who are you?” Fisher asked because why not?
“Address him as sir,” Crow snapped with a glare.
“You can call me Viper,” the man said and then directed his next words to Crow. “Will called Dave.”
“And?” Crow frowned.
“We’re working together to figure this shit out,” Viper said.
Stone gave Viper an abrupt nod. “Then let’s take this to a conference room instead of an interrogation,” Stone rasped.
Several minutes later, he, Justice, and Steel were encased in comfortable chairs, given food and water, and the whole lot of them were devising a plan to get Tanis to open that bunker.
“You have a history with Tanis?” Viper inquired.
Justice tensed beside him and shot Viper a death glare and Fisher placed his palm on the man’s thigh beneath the table.
“I do,” he said and then continued when Viper stayed quiet. “I can get Tanis to open that door, but it’s going to be because he is going to put me inside that room,” he said.
Justice linked their fingers beneath the table and squeezed his hand.
“When he opens the door and puts me inside, he will follow me in. If it’s anything like when I was growing up, then he’ll have cages.” Fisher tensed, he couldn’t help it, and Justice rubbed a thumb over his hand.
“Can you get the upper hand?” Crow asked.
“I can try. He’ll have another guard and himself and they will both be armed. He won’t trust me.”
“No,” Justice finally growled and Fisher knew it was coming. He could tell by the tension in the man’s grip.
Viper shot Justice a quelling look, but Fisher knew that wouldn’t stop Justice when he got his head into something.
“If we had another person to take the focus solely off me, it would help,” Fisher said. “But I don’t see anyone—”
His words were cut off by the opening of the conference room door and another darkly dressed soldier popped his head inside.
“Sir?”
“What is it?” Viper snapped with annoyance.