THERON
A FEW MONTHS LATER
NEW YORK CITY
Nyx and Atlas stood on either side of me on the sidewalk. Cars rushed by, horns blared and people strode by without paying us any attention. We’d spent the last few months getting our lives back together. Lachlan decided he wasn’t done having fun with us, so he was finalizing things in Austria before coming to join us in the states. Knight was finishing up some contracts and then he’d do the same. Turns out West enjoyed himself too because he’d flown back with us and was now our tech guy.
The team was coming together.
With the gold, we’d purchased a massive estate and the office tower we stood in front of now. I stared up at the skyscraper rising into the sky. It was a beautiful display of windows and iron flourishes.
“Never thought I’d call a building beautiful,”
Nyx said. “But she sure is pretty.”
Atlas chuckled from my other side. “A blank slate too.”
He was right. It was a new development just finished and all the floors were empty, just waiting for someone to come along and apply their own vision to it. I took a moment to take a deep breath and revel in the moment. I rolled a set of keys in my hand.
It was mine. All of it.
My eyes continued to trail up the building, settling on the last piece of construction going on at the very top.
The business name.
The workers were just finishing the final letter of the sign.
NorTac.
Northern Tactical was officially a reality.
“And so it begins,”
Atlas murmured.
“Hoorah,”
Nyx said. “Now let’s go celebrate. We need to christen your office with whiskey.”
It was time to build. It was time to plan. And one day, it would be time to execute and show Vetticus just how much of an enemy he’d made in me.
We were free, there were no rules, and it was time to play one last dangerous game.
Our game.
Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand,
Blood and revenge are hammering in my head.
WILLIAM SHAKESPERE
ABOUT 3 YEARS
Before Present Day