Chapter Thirty-Six
Damien shed his tuxedo jacket. He pulled the webbing straps on the ruck, tightening them around his shoulders. According to Aviary, two operatives were as of this moment two blocks north of him and another two further away. The closer pair moved independently of each other.
Damien didn’t know where the masked Blue Berets might be, but he figured they’d be in a vehicle. Which meant he’d hear them coming sooner. It also meant they’d catch him sooner. Especially with someone riding a .50 cal.
Aviary had sent him a map of the subway stations. She’d set the tracks. All he had to do was remember which stations to pass before stopping. His destination would be Union Square. Where Sophia would meet him.
He kept his phone in his pocket, a single earbud in his ear so he could
