“Are you done yet?” The deep voice made Max smile as she finished typing.
“Almost! Just hold your horses,” she shook her head, not looking over her shoulder as she attached her write-up of the homeless k********g incident to the email she’d just written, with absolutely no mention of anything to do with the Project included. It was her last report for the Chronicle, her resignation attached along with it. There was no way she could return to work. Not with... what she was now. Not with what she knew.
ChronicleAfter days of traveling, mostly at night, they’d arrived at her home, fed a very pissed off Diablo and managed to get a shower. The next few days would be full of packing up and getting the hell out of here. If they were on the road, the people after Steele and now her wouldn’t be a
