BRIAN

 

I turned  the steering wheel to the left, forcing the tires to screech against the wet road  

"Damn it," I muttered, slamming my foot onto the accelerator.

The engine roared, the sedan jumping forward past a row of abandoned warehouses. The flashbang in the corporate server room had left my head pounding, a dull, rhythmic throb behind my eyes that made the streetlights blur. They had taken her right out from under me. Merlin had tried to interfere, but they knocked him flat, and by the time the smoke cleared, the black van was already gone.

I reached down and tapped the speakerphone button on the console, dialing a...