“The big time isn’t for slackers. —DONALD TRUMP Twenty floors down, somebody finally spotted him. Well slap him and call him Susan. Weren’t security guards supposed to keep an especially keen eye on the fire towers? You know, as a potential security risk? Glad to know the Department has been in such safe hands all these years. Then again, that was probably the point. A heavily armed, man-heavy, hard-core, SWAT-style building security team would be kind of a red flag to the enemy. And what was ...the use of running a cover business if something like that blew the cover? Still, Ethan knew there were fiber-optic cameras up and down the friggin’ tower. Even the lowest of the low-rent skyscrapers had ’em. He waved, then saluted each with a middle finger, on the way down. Hello, asses. Notice me. Every couple of concrete staircases, he collapsed. He didn’t know if it was the nerve-agent blast or the pen tube in his throat or the remnants of that friggin’ French martini worming its way through his mind.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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