Damien was moving before Marcus had fully processed the message....toward the southeast door, toward the outside, toward Aria. Marcus watched him go and then turned back to Harold and the two remaining team members.
"Watch him," he said. "Don't let him move."
He stepped away and raised his earpiece. "Hargreaves."
"Here," came the immediate response.
"I need you inside. Northeast corner. We have a situation that needs your particular skill set."
A pause. "On my way."
Marcus looked at Harold one more time.
Harold looked back at him with the eyes of a man who understood, finally and completely, that everything had gone wrong.
"You should have stayed in whatever hole you climbed out of," Marcus said quietly. "For what it's worth."
He walked toward the door.
Behind him, Hargreaves came in.
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DAMIEN'S POV
