Chapter 21

Back in New York, a mysterious black sedan idled quietly outside the rehabilitation center, its tinted windows concealing an unknown watcher. The passenger in the back seat stared up at Chloe's lighted window through a pair of high-powered binoculars with cold calculation.
A gloved hand tapped a secure smartphone screen, sending a coded message across the ocean to notify the high council of the impending strike. "The target is secure, but the American asset is currently airborne toward Zurich," an electronic voice whispered into the encrypted receiver.