“Ready?” he whispered.
She gave a tiny start, indicating that she’d heard him through her headphones, and nodded again.
“Then let’s rock.”
He flipped the switch on his lenses, triggering the heat sensors. Two guards on the east side, one on the west. He glanced at his watch.
One minute.
One hand holding his weapon, Nathaniel shimmied through the window, gripping the stones surrounding it and pulling himself free. He reached in to aid Cassandra, but she’d already grabbed ahold of the sill and had herself halfway out. He took her hand, pulling her up so her toes were balanced on the sill and the rest of her against the stone wall, then bent low to snag the rope.
“Wait until I’m down, then follow,” he said quietly.
Her gaze ricocheted around the compound as if she was watching for t
