Novel & Cerita Treason's Harbour

She had to restrain herself from cursing him. Ryan Gonzalez, New York City's jewel man? Agnes thinks it's more appropriate to call him the most overbearing man in New York City.

The harbor of Port Trinity smelled of stagnant salt and rising panic. Without the "Circle" to manage the automated locks, the town’s primary grain silo was a sealed tomb of steel, and the desalination plant had ground to a shivering halt. People stood on the docks, staring at their dead devices as if waiting for a miracle that had been retracted.

“Yes,” Mia whispered, squeezing her eyes shut in pain. Zachary immediately led her out, glancing back at Sarah again and again as if still worried. Sarah slipped into her own car. She could already picture what the next morning would look like. Vivian’s imprisonment would sweep across the entire East Coast like wildfire, and Wilson Corp would once again become everyone’s favorite target. Harbour Crescent—once a luxury resort—was now nothing but rubble. In just a few months, the construction workers had abandoned the site, stripping the place of anything valuable. The once-glamorous Harbour Crescent Resort had become the most desolate property in the city.