Chapter Three
THE STACK’S CITYSCAPE was quiet in the morning dew. As the sun rose, Katarina Valletta closed her eyes and let the world drift away from her, she let her heart settle and her mind become clear in a rare moment of peace. She looked over the makeshift buildings to downtown New York. Memories of a forgotten time danced behind her eyes. She tried to grasp it, hold onto the fleeting moment long enough to make sense of what it meant, but just as she tried, it was gone. They’d taken it from her years ago, but she still searched for something.
A motorbike pulled up behind her, and a woman dismounted. The blonde haired beauty lifted off her helmet and let her long hair flow to her shoulders, the smell of sweet perfume drifted over the morning air and her smile put Kit at ease. Lilia
