Cassian stared at the blinking coordinates on his secret phone screen. The blue light from the device illuminated his hardened face, casting sharp shadows inside the silent car cabin. Beside him, Lianna was still fast asleep, her steady breathing the only soothing sound in the middle of the storm that had just begun.
Mr. Northvale?
Agent D's voice whispered through an almost invisible earpiece in Cassian's ear.
I hear you, Cassian replied, his voice incredibly low, barely vibrating the air. Send a shadow protection unit to Lianna's house immediately. Do not let a single insect get near her when she arrives.
Understood, sir. What about the coordinates for Pier 9?
Cassian glanced at Lianna once more. He brushed his wife's hair with his fingertips, a touch filled with a painful promise o
