Chapter 22 - The Road to New York
Mark didn't waste a single minute; he packed his tactical gear and loaded his weapons into his black SUV.
"I'm coming with you, Mark," Jim insisted, grabbing his own military duffel bag from the cabin.
"No, Jim. I need you to stay here with four of our squad guys and protect Lily with your life," Mark ordered firmly.
Mark kissed his sleeping daughter's forehead, whispering a soft goodbye before stepping out into the dark night.
He drove sixteen hours non-stop across the American heartland, heading east toward New York City.
His mind burned with a cold, unrelenting fire as he reviewed every detail of his late wife's classified files.
He realized Sarah had built a hidden viral code into the software—a digital kill-switch that could destroy the syndicate's servers.
All he needed to do was insert the brass key into the main console at the Federal Reserve vault.
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By sunrise, the majestic skyline of Manhattan loomed through the morning mist as Mark crossed the George Washington Bridge.
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