The billionaire's hidden queen

Now, it was a ghost of its former self. The gold was peeling, the velvet was moth eaten, and the lobby smelled faintly of lemon

tleneck, jeans, and a pair of glasses. Beside her, Ethan Knight had traded his $10,000 tuxedo for a dar

arble tiles. "The staff are demoralized. Look at the concierge, he's playing games

building is the bones, but the data is the blood. If we want to take this from the

h floor. The room was small, the air conditioning h

a man who barely noticed her. Now, standing in a cramped hotel room with Ethan Knigh

er hesitation. He began unpacking a high end portable hacking rig from his back

Julian Vane. He's a shark. He wants to tear the hotel down and sell the land for luxury c

line of code, "we find out why Julian Vane is

the hotel's ancient security firewall and reach

t's listed in the architectural blueprints, but it was sealed off in 2005. The maintenance record

guests. My father always said Victor Sterling had a Black Box a place where h

every politician in the state. Vane doesn't want to build condos. He want

AM, Aria found herself leaning over Ethan's shoulder to look at a decrypted file. Her hair brush

. In the dim light of the laptop screens, his eyes were dark

he whi

file," she breathed, tho

g a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "You spent three years being invisible. I want

ancient smoke detector began to chirp

meone is in the service elevator. The

ed her tablet, and Ethan grabbed a pair of heavy duty flashlights. They slipp

r was reinforced steel, locked with a biomet

nting to a small, glowing light on t

small electromagnetic pulse device from his pocket

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d died. The magnetic lock on the door

ch archive, filled with rows of servers and physical filing cabinets. In the cen

er flashlight beam cutt

und of the struggle echoing through the cavernous room. Aria didn't stay back. she grabbed a h

rged from the shadows of the server racks. I

tay dead, do you?" Vane sneered. "If I

ked the