I thought out my morning on the drive home. The meeting with Georgia and Matti Gardner, my prospective employees, was set for 9 am Pacific time, which meant I had four hours to invest. I wanted to focus on the polar bear case, but when I had laundry going and sat down at my computer, … Continue reading Chapter 6 – Painful Questions

"You're not seriously thinking of taking him up on it?" Paris stood up from her seat next to my desk, stretching; it was late and she needed sleep. Unlike my unalterable five hours and forty minutes a night, Paris's sleep patterns were normal for her active lifestyle; she needed a full night's sleep. I gave … Continue reading Chapter 5 – Recollection

"I still don't get it," Spinner said. "We're not more than a couple of miles from the station. Why hide her so close?" "This is New York City," Lady Liberty reminded him. "Two blocks would have been far enough. No power trail. No leads." She... Continue Reading

The police station where Whisper and High-Cap were being held was not the closest one to the scene of the bank robbery. It was a larger station set on a block where offices were interspersed with apartments. While not the size of the mammoth buildings surrounding it, the station had ample jail space to accommodate … Continue reading Chapter 3 – Not with a Bang

I always started early on Thanksgiving morning, since my sophomore year at U of M when I first volunteered to contribute my skills to the meal. In the early years, this meant making sure I was home in my childhood bedroom the night before and ready to start well before dawn in stepping and fetching … Continue reading Chapter 2 – A Donnell Thanksgiving

The pre-dawn morning made it harder to make out the motions of the delivery driver as he tapped on the keypad, but I reversed his motion a few times until I was certain which buttons he was pressing. Baltimore wasn't easy on its drivers, and I sent a silent thanks to the man as I … Continue reading Chapter 1 – All the Way to the Bank

Fitz jumped down the stairs and swung around the doorway to reach the ringing phone on his desk. He looked up at the wall clock. The final report had been sent less than ten minutes before, and it was no surprise for a client to call right after. He probably should have stayed and waited … Continue reading Prologue – Now Hiring