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Chris
said.
    Taylor remembered Sam telling her about the
last time she was in a similar transporter with Chris; he had said
the exact same thing. That was a magical ride for her friend; she
and Chris had just confessed their love for each other.
    The doors slid shut noiselessly and the
vehicle thrust forward, gaining speed with each passing second.
Sampson looked impressed by the machine, likely comparing it to the
hybrid elevators/transporters at angel headquarters. “Woohoo!” he
yelled, as they reached maximum speed. The rocky walls whipped by
on all sides. As quickly as it had accelerated, the transporter
decelerated and slowed to a stop at a lonely recess carved into the
tunnel.
    They exited and passed through a wide open
foyer that was lit by dozens of fireplaces on either side. Ignoring
the demon at the security desk, Chris led them into the Elders’
Chamber, where they were expected. More than 150 pairs of eyes
turned to watch them enter. A table and six chairs had been set up
for them.
    Clifford motioned to the table and they sat
down in a line, facing the Elders. Taylor felt like she was sitting
at the bride and groom’s table at a wedding reception.
Coincidentally, she and Gabriel were placed in the direct center of
the table, where the bride and groom would normally sit, flanked by
Chris and Sam on the left, and Sampson and Kiren on the right.
    Clearing his throat, Clifford began, “Thank
you all for coming. We have a lot to be thankful for. Today we
successfully completed two dangerous and challenging missions.
However, in the process we lost one brave soldier, Dominique
Rhodes. Let us begin with a moment of silence for our fallen
brother.” All heads bowed and a respectful silence ensued.
    Continuing, Clifford said, “We obviously have
some decisions to make regarding our future strategies in the War,
but first, I would like each mission leader to brief us on their
respective mission.” He nodded to Sampson. “Why don’t we start with
the rescue mission, Operation Traitor. Sampson?” Taylor’s head
perked up, as she waited anxiously to hear the tale of her
boyfriend’s escape.
    Remaining seated, Sampson said, “I’d like to
start with a quick background on my involvement. Two years ago, I
came to the demons in the hopes that they would take me on as a
warrior in their army. I had heard a number of things regarding the Archangel Council’s ultimate desires, nicknamed The
Plan, which were strictly confidential. Needless to say, I did not
like what I heard. The Elders immediately recruited me as a spy and
I have been feeding them information ever since.
    “When the opportunity arose to help the demon
cause while also assisting an old friend in Gabriel, I was very
willing to do my part.” Taylor saw that Gabriel’s eyes had not left
his friend’s face while he was speaking. He was clearly surprised
at hearing how long Sampson had been spying on the angels.
    Sampson then told of the planning process for
the mission. “A mission of this complexity could not have been
pulled off without significant resources on the inside. While,
intentionally, none of the spies know who each other are, I believe
there are about thirty in total?” He looked at Clifford for
confirmation. The old demon nodded. Sampson continued: “And most
importantly, we have one spy at the highest of levels, who arranged
for us to access high-security areas, such as the prison.”
    Upon hearing this, Gabriel interrupted, “Are
you telling me someone on the Archangel Council is working for the
demons?” He looked incredulous at the mere suggestion of such
insurrection.
    Sampson said, “Yes.” Gabriel folded his arms
and leaned back in his chair, his eyebrows arched and his mouth
filling with a bubble of air. What he had just learned was clearly
blowing his mind. He let out the stored up breath in a long, slow
blast.
    Sampson then told the story of their escape.
When he reached the part about Lucas’s murder of the young