#Chapter 169: The waiting game

YENA It had been hours of sitting in silence with no updates, no nothing, and I was edging into panic on the inside. Outwardly, I kept my cool. I reminded myself several times that Nolan was the one doing the truly difficult work right now. All I had to do was play the waiting game. It was just an awful, terribly long time to wait, and I was not in very pleasant company. I was inside a small tank that was idling at the base of the mountain. Six Gamma warriors were in there with me, including the driver. We were waiting for Nolan’s signal. He’d insisted on total radio silence until he called and said it was time for backup. The Gamma warriors sat tall with straight spines, their knees at ninety degree angles, their booted feet flat to the floor. They were still as statues and just as silent. I focused on breathing steadily, telling myself to be patient. The day grew dark as the hours passed. Storm clouds rolled in and cast the wooded world outside into grayscale. When the