Chapter - 323
The Swiss Alps at night were a vast, suffocating void of freezing darkness. The wind howled through the passes like a dying animal, stripping the warmth from anything foolish enough to be alive outside.
Rick, Sharon, and Nadia were huddled inside a stolen Land Rover Defender, parked on a snowy logging trail three miles below the peak where Valerius's stronghold, 'The Observatory,' sat like a brooding cyclops eye against the stars.
The heater was blasting, but the tension inside the cab was colder than the glacier outside.
"He's stopped moving," Rick said, staring at the holographic map floating in his vision. The red dot representing the Quantum Marker he'd slapped onto Kovac's neck was stationary. "He's inside. Coordinates confirmed. Altitude: 3,500 meters. Structure is reinforced concrete, subterranean levels, and shielded against satellite imaging."
