Chapter 33: Jamie

Wednesday. Kensico Dam Plaza, White Plains, NY.

JAMIE DROPPED INTO THE driver's seat of the rental car he'd driven to the park.

"What the fuck?" Tabby threw her hands up in the air.

She'd said some variation of the question a dozen times since Abner had walked away. Listening to the stand-down order had tested Jamie's ability to follow orders.

The guy had been right fucking there.

If they grabbed him they'd eventually find where he kept the drones, the kids, the women. They could save the day.

But if they grabbed him, they could kick off whatever it was he was planning. These people who were loyal to him could effectively end things with a well-placed drone strike.

Jamie put the park in their rearview mirror. The plan was to meet up at a secure location on the way back into the city for a debrief and plan before making their next move. But there was risk between here and there.