Perimeter of Jackson Hole Airport
Leaning on the hood of a car, Jess Contreras, her hair tied back, peered through high-powered binoculars at the British SAS plane that had just landed. After it parked, two black helicopters landed a short distance away. She had tracked Al Robek to this region and mountain range but lost his tracks right away. Earlier, she had intercepted police radio traffic of hunters shooting at armored knights and concluded that she was in the right location after all. If the Brotherhood and Al were here, then something important must be in those mountains. Since she lost him, her plan was to stake out the local airport and see who showed up. Her patient plan worked. The final proof would be if Ed Collins was on that SAS plane.
She looked up at the spiky mountain peaks and saw two black dots in the sky that she recognized as helicopters. This indicated that activity definitely had picked up. She refocused on the plane as several armed soldiers surrounded it and ground crew pushed metal stairs up to the door. The helicopters’ rotors were still turning, waiting for whoever was on that plane.
After several minutes, she felt victorious when she spotted Ed and another woman exit and hurry down the steps. She looked closer and recognized the woman as the college girl from Washington, D.C. Why is she with them now? Jess wondered.
Ed and the woman separated and went in opposite directions. Jess kept her gaze on Ed. He carried his usual worn leather bag, and he went straight to one of the choppers, climbed in, and it lifted off. She saw the other one lift off with the woman.
Jess lowered the binoculars and pulled out her cell phone. She pressed the send button of a prepared message that would send her assault team into the mountains to destroy whatever they discovered. Within the next few hours, the Brotherhood and her men would fight it out—turning these mountains into a flaming inferno.