In the rain-swept basement courtyard of the Tribeca surgical warehouse, the captured Vanguard contractor knelt on the wet concrete, bound in heavy chains, shivering in the freezing November downpour. The heavy steel security door opened, and Donna Sofia De Marco stepped out into the rain. She wore a long black wool overcoat, her hair dark and damp from the mist, the Moretti emerald necklace gleaming against her throat. Flanked by…
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