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CHAPTER 161
Whitfield lives in a massive, sprawling penthouse in the wealthy diamond district.It is a highly secure building with private elevators and armed doormen.I cannot walk through the front door carrying a heavy duffel bag.I park my car in a tight alleyway two blocks over.I pull the burner phone from my pocket and dial Adekunle."I need a very specific favor," I say when he answers."I need you to trigger a false fire alarm at the Windsor Tower on 5th Avenue.""You want me to hack a luxury high-rise fire system?" Adekunle asks, sounding stressed."Yes," I say firmly. "And I need it done in exactly five minutes.""Give me three," he replies, and hangs up.I walk briskly toward the Windsor Tower.I wait in the shadows across the busy street.Exactly three minutes later, the massive fire alarms inside the luxury building start screaming.The loud, piercing sirens echo down the entire block.The heavy glass doors fly open.
CHAPTER 160
I wake up just before dawn.My body is stiff and my bruised shoulder throbs with a dull ache.I slept in my clothes, keeping the heavy shotgun resting on the floor right next to the bed.I walk into the small bathroom and splash freezing water on my face.I look at my tired reflection in the dusty mirror.The dark circles under my eyes have returned violently.I look like a man running out of time.I dry my face with a rough towel and walk back into the main room.I turn on the small television in the corner and mute the volume.I tune it to the primary financial news network.I sit on the edge of the bed and wait for the morning markets to open.At exactly nine o'clock, the opening bell rings on the screen.Instantly, the news ticker at the bottom of the screen flashes a bright, urgent red.ST. CLAIRE GROUP ENACTS EMERGENCY FREEZE.ALL LIQUID ASSETS SECURED PENDING INTERNAL REVIEW.Diane did exactly what I asked. She
CHAPTER 159
I drive aimlessly through the dark city streets for twenty minutes.I need to put distance between myself and the meatpacking district.I need to make sure Alice is not actively tracking my vehicle.My left shoulder aches terribly from the brutal recoil of the shotgun.My clothes are soaked with cold sweat and freezing rain.I pull into an empty, poorly lit parking lot behind a closed grocery store.I turn off the engine and lean my head against the steering wheel.I pull up the interface in my mind.I am still alive.But I am running out of time, and I am running out of resources.I open my glove compartment and grab my cheap burner phone.I dial Adekunle's private number. He answers on the first ring."Did you do it?" he asks urgently. "Did you blow up the server farm?""I triggered a massive blackout and destroyed their local cooling systems," I tell him, breathing heavily."But it did not blind her completely. She is s
CHAPTER 158
The warehouse is pitch black except for the narrow beam of my tactical flashlight. Alice Vane does not hesitate. She raises her sleek, suppressed pistol and fires three rapid shots. The bullets hit the heavy metal server rack right next to my head. Sparks shower down into the dark aisle. I drop to the dirty concrete floor immediately. I pump the heavy shotgun and fire a blind shot toward her position. The loud blast is deafening in the enclosed space. The heavy steel slug rips through the dark. I hear it smash into a row of dead computer monitors behind her. Glass shatters and rains down onto the floor. "You missed, Victor," Alice calls out. Her voice echoes strangely off the high metal ceiling. She sounds entirely calm. She sounds like she is enjoying this. I roll sideways under a heavy metal table. I turn off my flashlight. Total darkness swallows the massive room again. I try to slow my breathing. The air smells strongly of burned ozone and fresh
CHAPTER 157
I park my car exactly six blocks away from the abandoned meatpacking district. It is eleven-thirty at night. The city air is freezing and thick with fog.I leave my cell phone locked inside the glove compartment. I do not want any active signals broadcasting my location.I open the dark trunk and pull out the heavy black duffel bag. I sling the strap over my shoulder. The weight of the weapon inside feels strangely comforting.I walk slowly through the dark, empty streets. The old brick buildings here look like massive, decaying teeth against the night sky. There are no civilians around. The streets are completely dead.I approach the target warehouse from the rear alleyway. Adekunle was right. The building looks totally abandoned from the outside. The windows are boarded up with thick rotting wood. The loading dock doors are covered in heavy graffiti.But I can hear a low, steady humming sound vibrating through the wet brick walls.
CHAPTER 156
I drive deep into the forgotten industrial sector near the old shipyards. The roads here are heavily cracked and full of deep potholes. The streetlights were smashed years ago and never replaced. I park my car in front of a rusty chain-link fence. Behind the fence sits a massive, crumbling auto salvage yard. Stacks of crushed cars rise into the dark sky like metal mountains. I walk up to the heavy metal gate and press the dirty intercom button. Static buzzes loudly for a few seconds. "We are closed," a rough voice grunts through the speaker. "I am Elias St. Claire's son," I say clearly into the metal box. "I am looking for Silas." The intercom goes completely dead. I wait in the cold air for two long minutes. Finally, a heavy electric lock clanks loudly. The metal gate slides open a few feet. I slip inside the dark salvage yard. A huge man is waiting for me near a rust
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