#Chapter 167: Down the hatch

NOLAN 

Luna drummed her fingers on the table as Nolan spoke. 

“Only the five of us will go up first, on foot.” Nolan stood at the head of a long mahogany table, gripping the back of a chair. His mother was at the other end, and seated along the sides were his top strategists. At the very back of the room, one of his mercenaries stood with his arms folded across his chest, leaning against the wall. 

They had been planning for hours, poring over maps, deciding positions and double checking that they had thought through all possible outcomes and how to prepare for each. 

There was no guarantee that Adan was still in this area they had pinpointed using Lucy’s phone. Adan’s phone had stopped updating its location several hours prior, probably having lost service or battery. But this was their only lead, and it seemed like a good one. 

“Adan will be able to hear vehicles coming from a long way out. We can’t tip him off, give him a chance to flee, or