He met Dan's gaze and saw the same sense of dread on his counterpart's face.
Give me Dan's last coords, and I'll see what I can do.
Brady tugged Dan's mask off, gaze roving the compound.
Instead, he watched red creep up Dan's face.
He looked up at Dan's curious tone.
From Dan's whiplike body to Brady's feline-like musculature to the stranger's towering frame, there was no mistaking them for normal soldiers.
"You knew this would happen," Brady said, pointing to the picture on Dan's viewer.
Dan's got her chained to a tree, she's so mad, Brady said.
Dan's estimates were always conservative.
Dan's going to move you somewhere safe today to one of our permanent sites.
Dan's breathless voice came over his net.
The grim note in Dan's voice made Brady quicken his movements.
Soon after, the men in black mowed down two of Dan's men, and the three of them were left to fend for themselves.
Another man dropped, this time from Dan's direction.
She heard the sounds of a physical scuffle and another shot from Dan's direction.
"I found another of those keypads," Brady said, ignoring Dan's words.
Brady's chest had tightened at Dan's words, and he felt fear for the first time since he was a kid in basic training and had his first brush with his own mortality.
A couple of hours later, Dan's voice came across his net.
Brady asked, alarmed by the grimness of Dan's voice.
"She begged me to let her leave," Mike replied, unaffected by Dan's tone.