Blood of Kings

The SUV pulled off the main road and headed toward a secured airstrip. The tarmac stretched out ahead, the private jet already visible under a hangar’s shadow. Almost there.

But Maeve felt it before she saw it.

The road curved toward the runway, but another car blocked the path. A black sedan sat dead center, unmoving. No signal, no warning. Just there. Waiting.

Garrick leaned forward slightly.

“K