Rising From Exile: The Widow's Comeback

ridor toward the main hall. Her shoulder ached from

epped out of the shadows, carrying a p

Annetta's per

ssed against her back. She let out a sharp gasp. The plastic bin slipped f

!" the agent barked, swingi

s up and pressed her face against the f

mong the papers, spilled from a broken envelope, were

e collapsed into the pile of pap

our heavy gold coins into her palm. The col

etta by the collar of her wet s

rushed against Brenda's side and shoved the gold coins

hit her pocket. Her eyes went

arp and terrifying that Brend

oice to tremble. "She's just an intern. She doesn

d his earpiece, verif

n the seizure list," the v

disgust. "Get the hell out o

cheeks as she turned and ran toward the side exi

r not to forget to pick up my blue cashmere coat fr

nd. "You think you're going to need

stop the

n near the rear service exit. She found Annetta's designated locker. Brenda remembered the strange request from months ago to leave a specific blue coat there.

overed brick wall in the camera's blind spot and dr

rs. The external supply line was secure. Brenda would use the crypto

through the massive double

m was packed with federal agents and heavily armed private security co

sive marble firepla

s smile stretched across his face. He looked at Annetta, his eyes slowly raking over her we

er daughter. She straightened her spine, locki

of the family, lay unconscious. Paramedics were trying to administer

's bloo

ta snapped, her voice echoing in the

rble hearth. "Traitors don't get V

from the adjacent chair. Her face was purple wi

d!" Cristin

n the chest. She fell back onto the sofa. Her pearl necklace caught on his watch a

dn't think

's grip, lunged forward, and swung her hand

ac

sound of the slap was like a gunshot in the ca

s instantly raised, the barrels po

chest heaving, her eyes burning with a violent, protect