Mosby suddenly shot to his feet, veins bulging in fury. "That's right, Andrew, you little bastard! We've tolerated your crap long enough! If you so much as pull a stunt with that final fragment, you and your entire crew are dead."

Around the hall of the Wright estate, several unfamiliar faces remained seated. They had not said a word, but the way they looked at Andrew was loaded with deadly intent.

Andrew was not the least bit afraid, locking eyes with each of them. It was clear from their b