The flight from London Heathrow would be much longer than the initial flight from Vienna, but it would give Giovani and Zabrina a chance to strategize, and there wasn’t too much to complain about while sitting in first class, sipping champagne.

“What is your plan once we arrive in Philadelphia?” Zabrina asked, absently flipping through a fashion magazine.

Giovani turned his attention from the clouds outside the window and took another sip of his Chardonnay before replying, “I contacted some of our brothers and sisters in the area, and they recommended I get in touch with an ex-Black Op by the name of Frank Howard. They said if anyone can...