“The eastern freight depot, track four!” Angela shouted, pulling the phone away from her ear with shaking hands. “Marcus Webb said Gideon is boarding a private helicopter there right now!”Ethan Sanders tightened the clean white bandage around his newly stitched forearm. He looked at Angela and Dr.

Jonathan Sterling stood with his hands tightly behind his back, staring down at the busy streets below. His face was pale with anger, and deep lines showed across his forehead.Every time Jonathan closed his eyes, he saw the television news reports showing his younger brother in chains. Leonard Ster

The scrub room door swung open as Ethan Sanders walked inside. He had heard the cruel words coming from the telephone speaker, and his eyes were filled with anger.He did not waste a second talking about Jonathan Sterling or the stolen supply contracts. His eyes went straight to Chloe Lin, who stood

The cold morning light crept over the wet highway overpass as four enforcement cruisers chased down the road. Their flashing amber roof lights cut through the pale mist, reflecting off the concrete barriers as they closed in on the red freight truck ahead.Loud electric sirens wailed through the coo

Ethan's hand closed around the door handle, and the cold metal told him everything he needed to know before he even tried to turn it. The mechanism didn't give. Not jammed. Not stuck. Locked. The kind of electronic lock that required override codes from the hotel's central system, the kind that mean