Jace's POV
The convoy rolled out before dawn and the sky remained dark and the roads were almost empty as we left the warehouse behind and headed toward the delivery point.
Everything about the operation had been planned carefully. Routes had been reviewed, backup routes had been reviewed, communication channels had been tested and meeting locations had been confirmed.
Every member involved knew exactly where they needed to be and exactly what they needed to do.
That preparation was the reason the Iron Vipers had survived for so long. We didn't get careless. We didn't get lazy. We didn't take unnecessary risks and at least we usually didn't.
I rode near the front of the convoy while Hunter and Derek maintained positions nearby and Roman rode farther back protecting the rear vehicles.
