Lucien

They were on the hills keeping watch. The knowledge that Khan was arriving shortly had galvanized them into action. Even the biting cold and the wind that tore into them through their warm layers of clothing, did not seem to matter anymore.

Schwartz came towards him, moving in the shadows of the towering trees around them.

He had his binoculars and his gun in position.

They had brought along their posse of men too.

“Boss?” he asked, and Lucien turned to look at him.

“Aiyana sent a message.”

The woman in question was in the apartment, in contact with her FBI friends and a man in the CIA who...