Thanks to the insane traffic jam, the Uber ride could only take Sam past Queensboro Bridge. So he got out of the car at the exit to 21st Street and looked up to momentarily watch the plumes of smoke rising up to the afternoon sky.
“What am I looking at master?” Sam asked.
'The smoke’s the result of five explosions, kid,' Chiron reported. 'The Noguchi Museum on Vernon, the UPS store on 39th, the Halal Kitchen on Broadway, Astoria Park, and the Mcdonalds on 21st—bastard, that’s my favorite one!'
“Focus, please...” Sam dived into a street alley and began changing into his gear. “These aren’t just random bombings, are they?”
'I think they’re smokescreens,' Chiron deduced. 'Intended to split up Queens’ heroes and keep them away from—'
“Mount Zion Queens...” Sam finished strapping the Thorn Axe into the new side-holster attached to his utility belt. “He’s gunning for Farsight... I have to stop him.”