"Keep him talking," Kate orders me, whipping out her cellphone. I shake my head, at a loss, as she strides quickly from the room. I stay put, staring up at this thing, and I hear her talking on her phone on her way down the corridor. "Malcom? Malcom, I need you to send me one of my father's incident files. Codenamed Cromer. Seventies or eighties, depending on the dating protocol..."
I pretend I don't hear a soft growl intermingle with her voice.
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The Time of Change
FanfictionThere are some people who seem destined for greatness. There are others who seem stuck on the path of failure. For most of her life, Annalise Song felt as if she was the unhappy median between the two: bound to be nothing more than mediocre and soli...
