Meanwhile, at the location where Leo was being held captive, at the same time.
Leo knew one thing for certain: if Sean had called Clara to meet him in person, then his attention was divided. And that was the opening Leo's people had been waiting for.
Since the crack of dawn, the detention site hadn't changed. Two guards at the outer door. One in the hallway. One in the small control room with the CCTV screen. Everything looked normal—too normal.
Leo sat in a metal chair with his hands still bound. He wasn't fighting back. He wasn't provoking anyone. In fact, he seemed even more resigned than usual.
The guard in the hallway glanced at his watch.
"Boss, we can take a short break; our boss is in a meeting," the guard mutters to his colleague. "Looks like it's important business."
That sentence was the first mistake. Because at that very moment, the power in the control room flickered once. It didn't go out completely. Just a delay of a fraction of a second.
