Chapter 33: DeleteThe most heinous crime is not just killing a man. It is erasing him from history.
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Dax froze. “Where do I go to the bathroom?”
Scarlett scanned her friend's 'Fortress of Solitude.' The large metal box in his apartment was an amazing structure. With its own air, food, power and data connections, it was almost the perfect safe room. Almost. “That is what I asked.”
He pushed the small cellphone data card into his computer and paused. His head tilted to one side. He turned and looked at Scarlett with a scrunched face.
Dax shook his head and went back to the computer. “You know, dat's exactly why I don't let other people in. Always go poking around and putting holes in my perfectly good, if flawed, plans.”
She giggled.
“Whatever.” His fingers blurred over his keybo
