The Thorne Dossier

TEO

Warren is there to greet me at the entrance of the building. I glance back at the helicopter. It landed gracefully on the field of orchids. It isn't much of a landing spot, and I'm sure that the New York airways would have something to say about it, but unfortunately, they can't.

"Rocco in?" I ask unnecessarily as I make my way up the stairs.

"Locked himself in a room and barked at me to compo