Chapter 19
She walked back into the main gala hall, motioning to her chief security officer with a quick hand signal.
"Double the perimeter team around Vance Tower and my Connecticut estate," Victoria instructed in a low whisper.
"And put a five-million-dollar private bounty on Marcus Vance's location on the dark web network."
"I want him found before the FBI even locates his track."
"Understood, Miss Sterling," the security director nodded before stepping away to make the calls.
Victoria rejoined the gala guests, taking a glass of champagne from a passing waiter's silver tray.
She raised her glass toward the city skyline outside the high arched windows, her smile radiant and lethal.
Marcus thought he was free, but he had merely stepped from a steel cage into a hunt.
And Victoria was the ultimate hunter in this city.
Suddenly, her smartphone vibrated in her silk handbag with a crisp electronic beep.
She pulled out the phone, unlocking the screen to find an anonymous text message from an unlisted international number.
May you like
The text contained a high-resolution satellite photograph of her standing inside the museum gallery at that exact moment.
And beneath the photograph was a single line of text written in cold, terrifying detail.
