Chapter Fifty-Eight

Uriel’s POV

Planting the explosives is turning out to be the easiest part of this suicide mission. Getting out of this labyrinth in the next few minutes is proving harder than you might think. The whole base is like damned a maze. Every corridor is just like the previous one. There is no signage and the map is all but useless now. We have been turned around a few times, choosing to avoid oncoming soldiers rather than waste precious time fighting.

“How long?” Averson calls ahead to me.

I glance at my watch and know it is going to take a miracle or an act of the fates to get us out of here.

“A minute and change.” I call back as I skid around the next corner, not putting on the breaks hard enough and slamming sideways on into the wall.

“Move your arse.” Averson catches up, grabs me by the back of the neck and forces me forward with him. Hitting the wall at high speed stunned me for a moment but I’m alright now.

The next, seemingly endless, corner we turn brings a welcome sight. There, la