"Sir..."
Several minutes later, a passage leading to James's mine prison had been cleared. Two agents then hauled up a corpse that had long since died.
Lake took a careful look.
The warden of James's private prison.
Good grief.
I had just praised you and thought your prison could be put to good use, and now you go and shut down on me?
MMP.
Lake was speechless inside. During the day, he had still been thinking about how sturdy James's prison was and how there was absolutely no risk of a jailbreak. After all, the prisoners had been thrown in there and put to sleep. How could they possibly escape?
Moreover, James's prison had a final defense system. At a critical moment, it could blow up the entire prison and silently kill every prisoner inside.
But now?
Lake drew a deep breath and shook his head.
Alan Huonli, standing beside him, was concerned about something else. "How many prisoners escaped?"
"We're still counting."
"..."
Lake rubbed his brow and said from the side, "Stop counting. Send everyone out and seal this place off. Kill any escapees on sight!"
A Homeland Security agent nodded.
Hill frowned in confusion and said from the side, "How did this happen? I thought that even if an outside force came to break the prisoners out, the prison could hold until the FBI and the Department of Homeland Security received the alarm and arrived to provide support."
Unless the inside had been infiltrated as well.
Had a prison guard been bribed by someone outside, allowing them to coordinate an attack from within and without?
The next day.
Early in the morning.
Lake and Hill returned to the Operations Center on Gardiners Island. At his command, Red Queen compiled the decrypted internal surveillance footage from James's private