There were a lot of things he still didn’t know about that night in Mukalla. And a few things he did. 

For example, he knew he and Paulie had been set up from the start. 

When Finn’s group blew the door and rushed in, Finn himself at the head of the stack, they found nothing but an empty compound. They stood there, hoods and zip ties at the ready, sounds of the breaching charge and flash bangs still echoing through their earplugs, and had nothing to look at but each other. 

Meanwhile, five klicks to the east, an entire farm community was being massacred.