TWENTY
Grey drove them deep into the heart of downtown where the streets narrowed and the buildings grew tall enough to block out the sun, before finding a parking garage to pull into.
“Want to clue me in to your plan here?” Sage looked around, searching for signs of familiarity. She’d grown up in this city, but downtown was only a place she’d visited for comic conventions. Beyond that, it had been no man’s land.
Grey swapped out the helmet for his fedora. “We’re off grid. No resources.” He reached into the saddlebags, feeling around as if looking for something special. “This is a long shot, but I used to have a connection that worked downtown.” He pulled a small metal case from the depths and opened it briefly.
Sage closed in for a peek. Badges, ATM cards, and a few official-looking i
