The warehouse on Pier 4 was still smoking when Adam got the call.
Not from Miller. From Leo.
“I found something. Cross Jr. He's not hiding. He's recruiting.”
Adam stood by his car, watching the fire crews douse the last of the flames. Briggs was gone, already in federal custody, but his shadow lingered.
“Recruiting who?”
“Old friends of his father. Men who worked for Cindy. Men who disappeared after the raid. They're coming back. Cross is promising them revenge.”
“Where is he?”
“He moves every night. But he has a pattern. Safe houses. Three of them. One in Iron District, one in The Cut, one on the Docks.”
“Send me the addresses.”
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The first safe house was an apartment above a laundromat on Fuller Street.
Adam went alone. Sandra insisted on coming. He refused.
“This is person
