Chapter Forty-Eight
Erik and Jia strolled down the hallway toward Sukorn’s apartment.
It was on the fifth floor of a ten-story building. The neighborhood was a pleasant enough area, with a park and the ubiquitous spidery trees of Unity City nearby. An occasional smiling child wandered into the park, but Emma’s drones spotted no obvious gangsters or spies.
Not only that, every suit in the area was conspicuously bland in its color choice.
All of that made sense to Jia. An ID agent living in a building filled with criminals was asking to be discovered. Settling into a bland, safe residential zone was a good camouflage, at least normally.
“How we doing, Emma?” Erik asked. “Everything still looking okay?”
“I have complete drone coverage of the outside,” she reported. “Beyond the lack of l
