The blueprint is correct.
Behind the security door is a narrow passage that connects two buildings. Duncan rushed over and pushed open the door at the other end—
He collided head-on with a man in a suit.
Not a cop.
The man moved quickly, sidestepping Duncan's lunge while chopping at the back of his neck with his right hand.
Duncan's vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.
In the blur, he heard the man's voice, speaking English with a slight accent: "Target A captured. Group B, clear the scene traces, put the weapon on him."
Someone searched him and took away his AK-74, replacing it with a handgun—this wasn't his gun, his gun was still at his waist.
"Why..." Duncan struggled to ask.
The man squatted down, leaning close to his ear: "Sorry, Duncan Macalock. You're expendable. But don't worry, you won't die; you'll just be in prison for a few years. By the time you're out, Scotland might already be independent."
