Special Agent Diana Chen's eyes hurt. They were red and dry from staring at screens all night. Cold coffee cups crowded her desk. She hadn't slept. She couldn't sleep. Not until she found what she needed in the videos from the bombed hotel.

"Play it again," she told the tech guy sitting next to her. Her voice was rough from too much coffee and not enough rest. "Slow it down when it hits 9:42."

The screen flickered as the video went backward. It showed a hallway near the hotel's electrical room. This camera had survived when most others got destroyed in the blast. The time at the bottom showed 9:41 PM. Chen leaned in close. Her whole body tense with hope.

A woman walked into view. She wore a hotel worker's uniform with a cap pulled down to hide her face. She moved like she knew exactly what she was doing. She checked her watch, then looked around to make sure no one saw her. At the electrical panel, she stopped. She took something from her pocket and stuck it to the wall.

"Stop it right there," Chen said, her heart pounding in her chest. "Zoom in on her face."

The tech hit some keys, and the image got bigger. The woman had turned a little toward the camera as she left, giving them a glimpse of her face.

"Make it brighter," Chen said, barely breathing. "And sharpen the contrast."

As the image cleared up, Chen felt a jolt run through her body. Even with the cap and uniform, she knew that face. She'd spent weeks burning it into her memory, studying every line and curve.

Rose Lewis.

"It's her," Chen whispered, then louder, "It's her! We've got her on camera planting the bomb."

have her on other cameras too. Same

"Morgan, it's Chen. We've got her. Clear video of Rose Lewis

hung up. "Print everything," she told the tech. "I need pictures from every angle. And send me all the

Agents crowded around as she pointed to the clearest photo, Rose Lewis attaching a

anger and relief. "Rose Lewis, 28 years old. The adopted sister of Camille Kane. She has a history of twisting the truth and hating both Camille and Victoria

up beside her. "We also have Herod Preston's statement linking her to planning the bombing. And we found bomb-making stuff in a storage unit

how she did it, and now proof she did it," the field director summed up. "Where is

her was near the

like this often do that," Morgan added. "They want

dark with worry. "This was an attack that

Chen said, counting off on her fingers. "Flagged her passport and ID. Put alerts

Full media coverage. I want her face on every TV and phone screen

scattered to do

wall of pictures, Rose Lewis sneaking

kill people who had done nothing wrong, alt because she couldn't let go of

image of the woman's face. "I'm coming for you," she whispered, hot tears welling in her eyes. The faces of the victims flashed in her mind, a father of three, a honeymooning couple, a retired teacher People who should

Chen promised, her voice breaking with exhaustion and fury, "no matter how

had burrowed under her skin in a way none other had before. Perhaps it was the senselessness of it

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