Chapter 393

"Nope, your intel’s off. Prescott Ellington isn’t going—it’s Paul Hartwell. I’ll send backup. That’s all. Bye." Lucien Somerset didn’t even give Tina Waters a chance to argue before ending the call. Staring at her dimmed screen, Tina let out a frustrated sigh, but inwardly, she was more relieved than anything. As long as Prescott wasn’t showing up in person, there was nothing really to hold her back. She snatched up her radio, her tone deadly serious. "Deploy five more bombers. I don’t care the cost—wipe out everyone hiding in those woods!" … Jared Fletcher’s surgery was a success. The bullet was fully removed, and there was no major infection. Thanks to April Ashcroft’s top-notch skills, he kept his arm intact. With some proper rest, he’d be back to normal with no lasting issues. All things considered, Jared was lucky—none of the tendons or bones got hit. "Thank you, April," Emma Fletcher murmured, eyes a little misty as she looked at her. Seeing how pale April was, sweat clinging to