Chapter 26 - The Grand Central Rendezvous
By 1:00 PM, the magnificent concourse of Grand Central Terminal was buzzing with thousands of daily commuters.
Mark stood on the balcony overlooking the main hall, beneath the massive American flag hanging from the ceiling.
He held the glass drive in his pocket, his eyes scanning the crowd below for Colonel Vance's operatives.
A figure wearing a long black coat approached him from behind, stopping two paces away at the marble railing.
It was Tessa Sterling—out on high-security federal bail pending her legal appeal.
"You really thought you could destroy our family, Mark?" Tessa whispered, her voice trembling with manic rage.
She pulled a compact pistol from her coat pocket, keeping it hidden beneath her purse as she pointed it at his ribs.
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"Give me the glass drive, or my shooter on the upper track takes out your friend Jim in Montana," Tessa threatened.
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