Chapter 270
The Catskill Mountains lay roughly around two hundred and ten kilometers away from Times Square, just far enough from all the City's noise and crowds to give Alex the privacy he needed. Now, beneath the late morning sun, he stopped and looked across the trees with an expression colder than the mountain air itself.
He had not come here to admire the scenery or anything like that. That man's face was still fresh in his mind, along with the helpless fury he had felt when he realized how thoroughly the bastard had deceived him. The memory of that battle made his stomach tighten from the humiliation of being manipulated so completely. But rage without power was after all just another way to lose.
Before leaving the city, Alex had taken Celine over to Doris. Since Doris was one of the very few people he trusted enough to leave Celine in her care, and there he had even collected a portion of body recovery water and used all of it to heal Celine's injuries.
