CHAPTER FORTY
Just outside the Queens-Midtown Tunnel, Maria reached into her black bag and pulled out two silver cases. She used the closed trunk of a nearby police cruiser as a tabletop and unclasped the first case. The remote guidance system opened like a laptop computer, with a small silver control stick in the center.
The second case contained a very small, ultra lightweight triangular object, the appearance of which was remarkably similar to the F-117 Blackbirds capable of stealthily delivering warheads over hostile zones.
Maria lifted it carefully—the drone felt as if it was made of plastic and might break if she dropped it—and set it atop the roof of the car. She took a deep breath as she examined the control module and tried to summon the brief instructions Bixby had given her.
