Walking off the plane felt like freedom. I didn’t ask who would be meeting me, but when I entered the terminal, there was no one there.
“We have some time before the convoy arrives to take us to the Reactance Headquarters,” Liz chirped at me. “Follow me!”
There was little else I could do really. Run away, maybe? Liz led me to a clothing store. The brand I’d seen in the old Denver Mall before it became the city market. Super bougie but anything was better th...
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