He Thought He Was Just Helping a Vulnerable Stranger! Her True Identity

in the dark main office, staring blankly at the glowing grid of the brand new  security monitors. He was obsessively rewinding the empty, static frames from the previous night, watching nothing happen over and over again.

“You can’t rewrite what already occurred,” Sloan said softly, leaning against the doorframe.

He didn’t look up from the glowing screens.continue reading …