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Harper hit the ground and rolled.
“Wright? Wright!” Jamie bellowed.
“I’m fine.” Harper shoved to his feet. “Anyone seen Robin? I’m pursuing Daar.”
“Nothing yet,” Logan said, but his words were drowned out with a familiar cry.
“Freeze, FBI!”
The cavalry had arrived, but they still might be too late.
Friday. Meeting Site, New York City, NY.
Shit.
This was vastly out of control.
Daar kept his head low as he raced after Peter and Robin.
At least she was clear of this madness.
How had the FBI caught up this fast? Was Peter just that sloppy? Or was it by design?
Daar should have paid more attention when Skilton was talking about the American investigation, damn it.
Ahead of Daar, the back door to the building swung on the breeze.
There was still a way out of this. If Daar could catch up with Peter and Robin, he could slip away while the FBI was busy with the grunts. It meant sacrificing Amaar, but that would be acceptable though regrettable.
Daar slowed to peer out into the alley behind the building.
He wanted nothing more than to put a bullet in Peter’s head. All this time he’d been passing on intel to the chancellor. So what had Peter said? How had he twisted things? At what point had Peter turned against him?
A scream rent the air.
Robin.
Friday. Office Building, New York City, NY.
Robin ran. All those times running after Button and Bow were paying off, at least she wanted to think so.
The man—Peter—was getting away. As fast as she was, he was faster. And he had the laptop. The one thing that might give her the answers she truly desired.
“Duck!” Jessica called out.
Robin swerved right, almost running face-first into the building. She saw an object hurtle through the air. Jessica had played softball for ages. Robin’s heart leaped into her throat right before the sick thud of whatever it was hitting flesh.
“Get him!” Jessica bellowed.
Robin shoved off the wall.
Peter staggered. He had his right hand with the gun pressed to his head.
She sprinted for him, running straight into him. They both staggered. The loose gravel underfoot slid and Robin crashed to the pavement, landing on her side.
Peter whirled, snarling curses, and aimed the gun at her.
Too late Robin realized she was in over her head.
