Vigilante 01 - Who Knows The Storm - Plot & Excerpts
Sam made noises about going with him, but Nox found an alternative to that—he sent Sam to the boat basin for some “recon.” To visit the weeds, but Sam didn’t need to know that. 101st Street was not a residential zone. The city couldn’t decide what to do with it, so it festered as an eyesore and drug den that wouldn’t be dealt with until some casino needed a better view. He skirted through the shadows until he reached the block over, then climbed the fire escape of an old apartment building. The roof provided an excellent view of old Mount Sinai’s loading dock. And the white panel truck currently idling in front of it. Nox settled in. There were binoculars in his pack, and a thermos of coffee. The Sig sat in his waistband, a knife in his boot. For now, he’d watch. DEAD BOLT. He’d recognize those small white boxes anywhere.
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