“This is Echo Two. I saw one soldier up close with my binoculars. They’re National Guard.” “You’re sure?” Liam asked. “Yes, sir. I served six years with the 1-125th Infantry Battalion Company B in Saginaw. I’m sure.” Liam swore. He’d still hoped they were the fake soldier variety, like the Syndicate hooligans he’d faced when freeing the Brooks from the FEMA shelter. No such luck.
