Chapter 283

PETER’S POV

The wire should not have been there.

That was the first thing I thought when Kira called.

Not that she messed up, because she didn’t. Natalie should have told me about the traps Anthony laid.

I stood by the hotel window, phone pressed to my ear, staring down at the city. New York was loud even at night—sirens in the distance, engines humming, the restless sound of people who still believed the world belonged to them.

“It’s alright,” I said. “As long as they didn’t catch you.”

“I didn’t even see it,” Kira said, breathless and a little scared. “I stepped, it clicked, and the whole place screamed. I thought you had someone on the inside feeding you information?”

I closed my eyes.

A wire meant planning. Expectation. It meant Anthony had stopped reacting and started preparing.

“Where exactly did it trigger?” I asked.

“The south perimeter,” she said. “Near the hedge. I made a run for it, I was followed but luckily the place is surrounded by foliage. I laid low for a bit and th