Ares

By sunrise, Sterling Tower was locked down.

No one came in or out without my authorization. Every server, every department, every security feed — under my control.

I’d spent the night sitting beside Hope’s crib, watching her breathe, her tiny chest rising and falling in perfect rhythm. Every sound she made — every soft sigh — was a reminder of what I almost lost.

But fear wasn’t what burned through me now.

It was vengeance.

Leon entered quietly, setting down a ...