On the rooftop of Grayford's main office tower, Father Quade looked calmly at Northgate's regional commander. "Thank you for letting me take her."
The broad, hard-faced man narrowed his eyes but maintained a respectful tone. "No need to thank me, Father."
He glanced toward Hailey, who lay nearby with an almost peaceful expression. His tone was heavy. "You understand that even dead, Hailey Serrano is valuable in this fight. Her body alone gives us leverage over Serrano Group."
Quade ran his thumb over the cross in his hand, looking at the man with calm eyes. "Your company wants to control the entire market, but even a commercial war has limits. If Northgate can only win by exploiting the dead, the whole industry will laugh you out of the room."
Anger rose in the commander, but Quade's i
