Vans

It had been four days since the decision was made. Four days of planning, coordinating with Jeremy, and hoping that this insane plan might actually work. The van was parked outside, waiting for them. It was five in the morning, and everything was set.

Daniel had sorted out every detail, every step they were about to take. Now, all Chase could do was hope it would all go as planned.

Daniel would be staying behind, guiding them remotely. "I'll be your eyes," Daniel had said earlier, his voice firm. "If anything goes wrong, I'll figure out how to get you out." He was their safety net. Noah, on the other hand, wasn't in any state to help. Ever since learning that his father——had sent him to that hellhole of a lab, he'd been hollow, a shadow of himself. Chase couldn't blame him for staying behind.

That left Arrow, Chase, Mia, Oliver, Jack, Blake, and Ethan. They were the ones going back into the lion's den.