The drive back to Manhattan was a blur of rain and roaring engines.
Julian gripped the steering wheel of the SUV so hard his knuckles were white. He had dismissed his driver, taking control of the massive vehicle himself, weaving through the slick city streets at terrifying speeds. Maya sat in the passenger seat, shivering despite the blast of the heater.
We left them, Maya whispered, her voice cracking. We left them alone in a glass box.
They are not alone, Julian said, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. They are in the most secure fortress in this city. And Leo has control of the mainframe.
But the mercenaries...
They do not want the children, Maya. They want the chip. They know Leo hacked the system, which means they think the boy knows where the master key is hidden.
Maya touched
