Agent Martin Brena was more than angry. This man he had been sent to bring in had fled, and no one knew where he was. The ground units had reported Steel hadn’t come their way. The train and the cable car had both been cleared.
It was as if the guy had just vanished.
Brena was on a deadline; he had one hour, and then he went home empty-handed. The only thing they did have was Steel’s luggage from the hotel. Brena had people looking through the guy’s things to try and get an angle on him. Brena knew next to nothing about Steel. Sure, he’d read the file, ex-military, did some work with the agency, and then joined the NYPD. Apart from that, this man’s life was nothing but a half-empty file.
Stanton had said to bring him in alive and unharmed by any means necessary but didn’t say why and Br
