Chapter 15 - THE RETURN OF JULIANNA
Back at the Tribeca penthouse, Evelyn stood near the glass window, scanning the street forty stories below with tactical binoculars.
A dark windowless delivery van had just parked across the street, idling near a fire hydrant in an illegal zone.
Evelyn tapped her earpiece, connecting directly to Marcus’s secure line as he rode back in his limo.
"Marcus, we have an unflagged vehicle monitoring the Tribeca safehouse," Evelyn reported, her voice steady.
"Initiate level-two security protocols immediately," Marcus instructed. "Vance just confirmed Julianna is behind this."
In the penthouse lounge, five-year-old Toby looked up from his coloring book, pointing toward the private elevator door.
"Miss Evelyn... the green light on the elevator turned red," Toby noticed, his small voice filled with sudden curiosity.
Evelyn’s eyes narrowed instantly as she drew her suppressed sidearm from her waist holster.
The private elevator chimed softly, and the doors slid open to reveal a stunning woman wearing an expensive white trench coat.
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Julianna Vance stepped into the penthouse, flanked by two heavily armed guards holding assault rifles.
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