The cold night wind blew against the high glass windows of the Ross Tower. Inside the executive penthouse office, Madeline Ross paced across the wooden floor in a fury.Her expensive silver dress was wrinkled, and her dark hair hung messily around her pale face. Red warning lights blinked on her com

Angela Miretti’s transport convoy moved steadily through the dark hills, its headlights cutting through the mist. Three large white trucks followed one behind another, carrying eighty million dollars’ worth of medicine.Two miles ahead of the convoy, a black escort car led the way through the mount

Blue sparks crackled from the broken wires near the crushed engine of the dump truck. Black smoke rolled into the rain, carrying the smell of fuel.Ethan Sanders climbed onto the overturned frame, keeping his boots steady on the bent steel. Below him, a stream of dark diesel was spreading toward the

“Franklin Graves!” Carl cried. He coughed, and blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. “Franklin Graves paid me fifty thousand dollars in cash as a down payment this evening.”“He promised me two hundred thousand dollars more once Angela’s trucks went into the ravine,” Carl continued through his

“Ethan Sanders pulled Brody out of the burning truck with his bare hands, Graves,” Briggs said. “The dash camera inside your dump truck also recorded the entire conversation and sent it to Brody’s cloud account.”“Ethan Sanders...” Franklin whispered.His face tightened as the reality finally reache