Chapter 111

Malachi Langdon stood at his Gold Coast penthouse windows, studying three monitors displaying data from the Valkyrie Grid's first section. The screens cast an eerie blue glow across the dimly lit room.

"It doesn't make sense," he muttered, bourbon untouched in his hand.

Cecelia entered, wrapped in a silk robe the color of blood, her hair damp from the shower. She moved toward him with predatory gr