About This Book
Jarro!Hanson managed to crawl the distance separating them, his brain barely registering the pain from his broken wrist, even as he pressed his weight down on it. There was the distinct, sickening sound of bones grinding together, but he somehow managed to ignore that, too.He reached his friend to find him unconscious, blood seeping from the smoking crater in the left side of his belly. Instinctively, Hanson reached out and put pressure on the wound with his uninjured hand, trying to stem the flow of blood-but it stubbornly oozed out from between his fingers, warm and sticky.Hanson glanced up, staring at the end of the barrel of the pistol that had just felled Jarro, before his gaze flicked to the traitor. How could you betray us like this? he asked, his voice anguished, laced with pain. He didn't really expect an answer, not sure he wanted one. Betrayal was nothing new to them, but this time, it was one of their own.They had been betrayed by a Knight.***Sequel to Knight Squadron: Ambush - The Knights deal with past horrors, as well as a spy in their midst...
