Alex stood there, caught between two options, paralyzed with uncertainty. On one side was the possibility of eliminating a man who had murdered his brother and executing the long-desired vengeance.
On the other hand, there was the prospect of associating himself with Francesca, a woman of tremendous ruthlessness and cunning who would stop at nothing to achieve what she wanted.
Through the turmoils of his heart, Alex knew he must leave. There was no way he could for all time bear the weight of the decision.
He had made up his mind. It was now or never: He would ally with Francesca against all odds in order to bring that man to justice for killing his brother.
As he turned to go, he found Francesca awaiting him, a smile on her face that almost seemed to say she had known he would choose that option.
"Very good choice, Alex," she had uttered. ""Under the stars we could do anything'*"
In that instant, Alex was sure he was in it for good. In all conscience, he was in this for nothing less than the end of the road.
Alex stepped through the clock tower and to the city spread before him. It was only the opening chapter. There would be a lot more challenging chapters awaiting him.
But he was ready. He was ready for the game, ready to do whatever it took to win.
And Francesca stood by him; he knew that much."
It was not simply the work of a single man; there was another, another who would go to any extent to assist him to climb the mountain of victory. And it would be together that might count, would be essentially invincible..