Chapter Fourteen
Sophia left the tree and ran for the street. The explosions had rippled beyond the museum and disintegrated city block upon city block across the upper west side. The devastation was like nothing she’d seen before.
She hit the button. ‘Aviary,’ she said. Her ears were ringing. ‘Aviary!’
There was a crackle, then a voice. ‘What … the hell was that?’
‘Where are you?’ Sophia said.
‘Sub … Eight-Six—’ Aviary said.
Aviary was cutting out. If she was in a subway station that would explain that. Wifi and cellular would cut out once her phone was deep enough in the subway station, and there weren’t any hotspots in the New York subway.
Sophia checked her iPhone again. The operatives were long gone, but she knew if she kept an eye on them they would likely regroup. And that wo
