Monday. Home of the Light, New York.
ABNER WATCHED THE CELL phone video of the tactical team head into darkness.
They were about twelve hours too late. Too close for Abner's taste.
Normally he wouldn't have gone near a deal this hot. He had rules in place to preserve his existence and way of life. That was how his family had grown, safely away from the prying eyes of Big Brother.
But the opportunity to get his hands on the first commercially produced HiTech Sentinel Series drone was just too much to pass up. And for a steal.
Gazi Polat had no idea what the drones were truly worth. Otherwise he'd have laughed at what Abner had paid for them.
And speaking of Gazi...
Abner tapped his phone activating the video call.
"Yes, Father?" The boy's face was in shadow and further obscured by a
