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Chapter 51  Blind Spots

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Dominic hit the pavement like a bag of wet gravel.

Lina caught him by the good arm, her bare feet skidding on the slick stone. She braced her weight, teeth gritted against the chill. She was wearing nothing but a man’s oversized white shirt, now soaked translucent and clinging to her skin like a second layer of grief. "Don't you dare die here, Dominic. I’m no"

"The bleeding is... an opinion," Dominic wheezed, his back against a weeping brick wall. Above, a helicopter thrashed the clouds. "Move
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  • Black Network   Chapter 54  Concrete Box

    Dominic hauled the board back behind the altar. It was heavy. He gestured to the black void in the floor. "Go."Lina dropped in. The water was freezing, hitting her ankles with a sharp, electric shock. Dominic followed, pulling the board back over them. "Left hand on the wall," Dominic muttered. "Keep moving."The water splashed against her oversized boots, the sound echoing through the pipe—loud and hollow. "You're bleeding into the water," Lina said. "The dogs will catch the scent.""The water runs south to the harbor," Dominic’s voice drifted from the dark behind her. "Let the dogs go to the docks. We’re heading west.""To what?""A hole my grandfather dug during Prohibition. He ran booze through here to keep the lights on. I just changed the cargo."They hit a steel door. Dominic forced it open with a shriek of rusted metal. They stepped into a small, concrete box. A single yellow bulb hummed on the ceiling, casting a sickly glare over the bare walls.Lina sank to the floor. Her

  • Black Network   Chapter 53  Memory Anchor

    Dominic sat on the floor, teeth gritted as he pulled his bootlace tight using his good hand and his teeth. "The name," Lina said. She sat on the edge of the pew, rubbing her numb toes. "It’s in the ledger three times.""We talked about the name," Dominic grunted."We talked about what it means. We didn't talk about how to prove it." Lina looked toward the altar. "Your lawyer, Ella Khan. She built the walls, didn't she? She’s the one who knows who’s behind the alias.""Ella’s smart. She doesn't leave trails.""Everyone leaves a trail, Dominic. Even her. She’s got a backup somewhere. Likely in her firm’s vault."Dominic tucked the lace into his boot. He stood up, his arm resting in the white cotton sling. He looked shaky, but he wasn't going to fall. "Victor first. The papers can wait.""Don't forget the names," Lina said. "I’m repeating them so they don't slip. If I lose those numbers, we’ve got nothing.""You okay?""Tired. But the mechanics still work."Dominic reached down and pick

  • Black Network   Chapter 52 Old Spot

    Outside the church, the rain continued to lash the brick walls.Dominic pulled the knife from his boot. The blade was cold and flat. He didn't look at the wound; he only looked at the steel."You’re doing it here?" Lina asked. Her hands were still pressing the blood-soaked cotton into his shoulder."I have to. It’s poison as long as it’s in the bone."He didn't ask for a rag to bite. He just shifted his weight and pushed the point of the knife into the red hole. He made a sound—a short, dry grunt that broke in his throat. He twisted the steel. It scraped against something hard and metallic.His right hand was shaking, but the knife moved true. He gave a final, violent flick of the wrist.The bullet popped out. It hit the stone floor with a sharp clink.Dominic slumped back. He just breathed."Press it," he gasped.Lina leaned in. The white shirt she’d torn was now black with his blood. "You’re white as a sheet, Dominic.""Victor," he muttered, ignoring her. "He’ll be at the Iron Club

  • Black Network   Chapter 51  Blind Spots

    Dominic hit the pavement like a bag of wet gravel. Lina caught him by the good arm, her bare feet skidding on the slick stone. She braced her weight, teeth gritted against the chill. She was wearing nothing but a man’s oversized white shirt, now soaked translucent and clinging to her skin like a second layer of grief. "Don't you dare die here, Dominic. I’m no""The bleeding is... an opinion," Dominic wheezed, his back against a weeping brick wall. Above, a helicopter thrashed the clouds. "Move south. Keep your head down.""Watch where you step," Dominic muttered, his face the color of wood ash. "The glass here will strip the skin off your feet.""I stopped feeling my feet ten blocks ago. Talk to me about the grid. Why aren't the sirens getting closer?""The precinct captain’s a businessman, Lina. He’s waiting to see whose check clears tomorrow. He doesn't arrest winners. He only picks up the trash."A flashlight beam slashed the darkness. They dove into a recessed doorway that smelle

  • Black Network   Chapter 50  Fulcrum

    Sophia sat with her back against the peeling wallpaper, eyes locked on the 14-inch TV. The screen flickered with static, but the image was a knife to her gut: Lina Rossi, standing on a roof in a green dress that looked like a funeral shroud in the rain.The heavy deadbolt groaned. Marco walked in, smelling of expensive rye and cheap power. He didn't bother with a tie. He just dragged a wooden chair across the floor—skreeeee—and sat facing the TV."Hell of a show, isn't it?" Marco took a slow sip from his glass. "Victor’s boys have her cornered. She’s got about six inches of concrete between her and the pavement."Sophia didn't look up. She kept her hair over her face, her body shivering in a practiced tremor. "Please," she croaked. "She hasn't done anything to you.""She breathed, Sophia. That was her first mistake." Marco leaned forward, the smell of liquor hitting her. "She thought a press pass was a shield. Tomorrow, they’ll find her at the bottom of the hotel. My brother gets the

  • Black Network   Chapter 49  Thirty-Eight Seconds

    The rain was a cold curtain against the brick of the archives. Gary hit the side door and dropped to one knee, tapping the comms unit on his collar."I’m at the door," he said."About damn time," Marco voice crackled. He sounded like a man on the edge of a heart attack. "You see any blue lights? Any patrols?""The street’s dead, Marco. Relax.""It won't stay that way. Dominic just gave the Feds a roadmap to our graves. Burn those ledgers. Now!""Commercial deadbolt. Give me a minute." Gary slid the tension wrench in. His fingers were steady despite the chill."You don't have a minute! My sister is playing Queen of the Hill while I’m waiting for a janitor to open a door.""Precision isn't a suggestion, Marco. It’s a requirement." Gary clicked the third pin. "Keep your hair on.""Don't tell me how to—""I’m in." Gary pushed. The door gave with a hiss of stale air. He slipped inside, and the darkness swallowed him.From the lobby, a tinny voice echoed—Dominic’s confession, playing off a

  • Black Network   Chapter 6 Subway Terror in the Surging Crowd

    The salt-wind off Pier 7 didn't cool the fire in Lina’s veins. It was a prickle at the base of her neck—the veteran journalist’s sixth sense. She wasn't alone.She stopped at a rusted kiosk, feigning interest in a sun-bleached headline. In the grime of the plexiglass reflection, she saw him. A scra

  • Black Network   Chapter 8 Cold Descent of the Rainy Night

    "Disarm the rats. Now!" Hugo Sidney’s voice boomed through the mist. "Drop the hardware or get buried where you stand!""Berg! Tell your guys to stand down!" Jasper Santiago’s voice crackled with panic. "They flanked us. They were waiting in the nests!"The pincer had closed. Not on Dominic, but on

  • Black Network   Chapter 14 Silent Killing Intent Intruding the Cage at Night

    The curtains shivered in the night wind, a soft rustle that masked the click of the lock. Marco Moretti stepped in, bringing a cloud of stale rye and tobacco that soured the air. He kicked the deadbolt home. Thud."You’re in the wrong zip code, Marco," Lina said, her drawl scraping against the sil

  • Black Network   Chapter 9 Shattered Glass Bottle

    She tapped her ear. "Soph. It’s done. I'm moving.""Rossi, get out! Now!" Sophia’s voice was a frantic jagged line of panic. "I’ve got movement on the thermal—Hugo’s guys are collapsing the grid. You’ve got maybe two minutes before they seal the row.""I see the lights," Lina whispered, flattening h

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