m the Hicks' neighborhood when a sleek, b
eat, pushing his gold-rimmed glasses up his nose. His voice
aded canvas bag slung over her shoulder-the one she had retrieved from her drop point earlier. She didn't
arwood. Jaden sank into the plush seat and c
She wasn't asking questions. She looked like she was taking a nap in her ow
d, passing through towering iron ga
anvas bag slung over one shoulder. She looked up at the mass
id man with a pinched face and sharp, judgmental eyes. His posture was stiff as a
nse disgust cross
ccent thick with condescension.
eyes. She gave him a slow, sin
out to take her
ging his hand smoothly. "Don't
thinning into a hard line. He assumed
ll the way to the end of the second-floor hallwa
seven. Do not wander the halls,
e, and slammed the heavy oak door right in his
ras. She tossed the canvas ba
. There were no
g hardware. She pulled out a micro-computer the size of a paperba
fingers flew across the keyboard. Gre
irewall. She mapped out every security camera, every mot
Alistair was leaning against the mar
he won't last three days before Mr. K
ad already cloned Alistair's phone. She
quick command, intercepting the text and deleting
top and shoved it
oking out at the perfectly manicured lawn. She str
to the empty room. "Th
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