“What do you mean he’s getting away? Stop him, whatever the cost!” Haynes screamed. He was in his office alone and had just been informed by his security who was monitoring the progress of the team sent after Pryde that they had failed.
“Copy that sir,” Jarvis said; he was the security chief at the headquarters building, a military veteran of twelve years who left the service to join the private sector. The last ten years he’d been employed by the Haynes Corporation, working his way up through the ranks until he reached his present position.
He ended his conversation with his boss, then called in reinforcements. They had a fleet of aircraft available at all times to protect the building, he now called them into action.
Giving them the location of their target, he said, “Under no circums
