Chapter 65
The SUV leaned hard into the curves as Aries diverted them toward the jagged coastline of Southern Maryland. The atmosphere inside the vehicle had shifted from a frantic chase to a cold, calculated intercept.
“Fury, you heard the man,” Aries barked, his eyes locked on the dark ribbon of highway. “Solomon's Island. Find that canning factory. I want eyes on that pier yesterday.”
Fury didn’t respond with words; the frantic clacking of his mechanical keyboard was answer enough. He was already bypassing the local municipal firewalls, tunneling through the outdated security of the Calvert County industrial sector.
“I’m in,” Fury mumbled, his face illuminated by the harsh blue light of his monitors. “The facility is the ‘Old Bay Point Cannery.’ It’s been flagged as ‘permanently clo
