The morning of the Harrison extraction, Marcus found a note on his desk written in Reyes's handwriting.
It was three lines. No salutation. The first line was a grid coordinate he recognized as the Eutaw Street position — twelve blocks north of Harrison, where the Logistics Officer's strike element would stage if the intelligence ran the way Marcus had built it to run. The second line was a number: forty hours, crossed out, replaced with thirty-one. The third line said: *I used the Tomás route. Don't burn it after.*
Marcus read it twice. Then he folded it into his breast pocket, against the worn edge of his notepad, and went to find Carol.
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