CHAPTER 72AMAYA

“If this goes wrong, we don’t get a second chance.”

The wind swallowed Luciano’s voice the second he said it and the copper mine stood ahead like a wound carved into the earth, dark and waiting, half-buried under ice and silence.

Tomas stopped first.

“That’s the main entrance,” he said, his voice rough, barely carrying through the storm. “He’ll certainly have it wired. Surveillance. Motion triggers. You won’t make it ten steps if you try to.”

Alvaro’s gaze swept the perimeter, sharp and calculating. “Then we don’t go through the front door.”

Tomas nodded once and quickly pointed towards the ridge. “There’s a ventilation shaft on the eastern...