gritty Brookly

nsuring no tails followed her. Finally, she slipped t

ted the massive space. Her fixer, Silas Ar

ing just placed a fifty-million-doll

gressively. Her expression hardened. Sterling

l Phoenix," Avalon declared.

d. "Killing off the Citron persona means losing your

ged into her encrypted laptop. "F

York traffic grid, manipulating streetlights to clear a

controlled C4. Inside the driver's seat, he strapped a medical dummy containing Cit

ed into dry, black tactical gear. She strapped

ad of the Palisades. The storm was still r

e. She had a perfect vantage point overlooking the trea

's known encrypted frequency. It was a beacon St

e roar of helicopter bla

ighway. They boxed in the remotely c

ain plastered his hair to his forehead. His eyes were fixe

him through the sniper scope of her rifle. H

aised a megaphone, his voice booming ove

. She watched Sterling's men approa

the de

ight. The shockwave shattered the Audi, blowing the flaming wr

to shield his face. His expensive coa

down at the burning wreckage sinking into the black water. His

hermal scanner. "Zero chance of

The heavy metal dented under his sheer

e. A faint, triumphant

s from the local cell towers. The explosion was now

er. "Welcome back from

n was ashes. Her future as the White fami

cle back toward Manh

m her father, Harrison White: "Return to