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Jack nodded to Esteban as he walked through the lobby and out to the sidewalk.
Beekman Place was quiet, as usual, but not as quiet as Herta had been when Jack tried to squeeze more information out of her. The Opus Omega was designed to kill her? What the hell?
Why? How? She wouldn't say.
Who was she that Rasalom and the Otherness wanted her dead? Beyond her usual I-am-your-mother line, she wouldn't say.
What she did say was that she was tired and he should go. They'd talk another day.
He walked uptown toward Gia's. Vicky would be in school, but he hoped Gia was home. He needed a dose of sanity.