Blaze's POV
6:47 a.m. — In Flight
“Tell me you have something concrete, Chain.”
I had my phone on speaker while Edge leaned across the aisle.
Trident and Iron abandoned their conversation to listen.
“Mexican investigators confirmed the partial plate.
"It's the same medical transport van that escaped Santa Lucía.”
“Where?” Edge demanded.
“Meridian property. Entered through the rear service gate.”
“And Pierce?”
“Still believed to be inside. But there's a problem.”
I clenched my jaw.
“What now?”
“Thermal imaging suggests several people are inside the pediatric wing.
"Investigators can't confirm whether they're adults or children.”
“Jesus Christ,” Iron muttered.
Trident leaned forward.
“How many exits does the property have?”
“Three vehicle access points. Investigators are
