We landed in Switzerland three hours later.
Private airfield. No questions asked. Victoria had arranged everything.
A small house waited in the mountains. Remote. Safe. Beautiful.
"This is yours now," Victoria said. "Paid for. Untraceable. You can stay here as long as you need. Or leave tomorrow. Your choice. You are free."
"What about you?" I asked.
"I have work to do. The Consortium is still out there. Still planning. Still dangerous. I am building a network to fight them. People who refuse optimization. People who choose freedom. I could use your help. But not today. Today you rest. You heal. You be family."
She left. Took her contractors. Disappeared like smoke.
Garrett and his bikers stayed for dinner. Simple food. Bread. Cheese. Wine. First real meal in days.
"What will you d
