Page 151 of Rangers Last Promise
He sets it on a metal table.
No one speaks.
I open the lid.
Personnel files.
Photographs.
Financial records.
Shipping manifests.
Names.
Dozens of them.
Mara stands beside me.
“This is what Grant found?”
“Part of it,” Hampton says.
I pull out the first folder.
The label reads:
OPERATION 23
OVERSIGHT AUTHORIZATION
My hands stop.
“Twenty-three existed.”
Hampton shakes his head.
“No.”
I look at him.
“This says—”
“It existed here. It never existed anywhere official.”
Mara opens another file.
“There are photographs.”
She spreads them across the table.
Military officers.
Contractors.
Politicians.
Businessmen.
