He didn't look back or check for Lady Hampton. He simply walked as the mission was complete.John was two blocks away, high on a rooftop, studying the scene through binoculars, when his phone buzzed again.The refinery is open. Go. I will join you at the site when I am done.Done. He got it. She hadn't just flipped a switch. She had walked into The Exchange to tie up her own loose ends, to seal the John family’s destruction with her own hand.Another coded message followed immediately: Location: Sector Nine, old Thorne Oil Refinery. Single door, retinal scanner. Two minutes.He snapped his head up. Twenty minutes to Sector Nine. He needed a vehicle and a clean driver immediately. A taxi or a bus was too slow, too public.He pulled up Sarah’s contact. Lady Hampton had forbidden him from using her for the 'test.' But this was not a test of obedience; this was a billion-dollar race against the clock. He couldn't afford to trust Lady Hampton’s timing.He sent a single, encrypted word to S