narrow bed without making a sound, moving with the fluid, predato

vy drumming of water against the tiles create th

ator from a waterproof lining in his bag, his thumbs flying across

second delay, he bypassed the CIA's highest fire

ke in a dead, flat tone. "Abyss. It'

lowed by the loud crash of shattering glass, as if the m

a terrifying mix of fanaticism and absolute awe. Kade babbled, swearing his undying loyalty, reporting that t

e, Holden demanded the status of the corrupted security

d that his hackers had just reconstructed the final

rcenaries who took Holden's mother weren't standard guns for hire. They

his fingers gripping the communicator

g, violent surge of his Progenitor blood, then ordered

ned Kade to stay completely submerg

ders, his movements stiff and careful to avoid aggravating the fresh laceration

irt, Holden stood at the stove, expertly flipping an egg in a frying pan, his post

te, drawing Cordelia out. Standing in the doorway in h

from her voice that cooking breakfast wouldn't buy h

looking at her, Holden took a bite of the bacon an

ut. Flushing dark red, she spun around to ag

oorbell of the penthouse buzzed w

m. Standing outside was a woman in a tailored, pitch-black military

ak, the woman shoved past her, combat boots clicking sharp

d a face strikingly beautiful but carved from pure ic

Special Operations Commander in JSOC,

kitchen holding a spatula, a look of profound,

ping a thick manila folder sealed with cla

loane let her voice echo through t

sneered. "I'm here to