Jack had never climbed the building WCA had as their headquarters, but it made little difference. He had the location and pictures in his head, and his years of urban gymnastics in the city by the bay were more than enough to drop him on their roof top.
The Elite waited for the signal that his diversion worked and the WCA would be caught unware.
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