Rome, Italy
Day Four
Stryker barreled down the one-way street as fast as he dared on the icy Roman roads, trying to lose their pursuers. These guys must have great intel to have found them so fast.
He came to an intersection and hustled through, only too late realizing that the street had become unidirectional in the other direction. Three men standing on the sidewalk jeered and hooted, letting him know his mistake.
“I hope nobody heads our way,” Sam said, pulling her weapon.
He didn’t have time to agree with the obvious. “Pull up a map on your phone,” he said, “See if you can find a way to lose them.”
Five-story buildings sat cheek-by-jowl here in the heart of Rome, and the roads were thick with motorbikes and pedestrians as everyone headed home for the day. Sleet was falling fast
