Carolyn sat at a table at a small outside cafe in Metropolis. Iota gave her a slip of paper with the cafe's address and a time on it and told her to be there. Had it been anyone else, Carolyn would have been suspicious, but she trusted Iota. Maybe Iota had a lead on a job. It wasn't out of the realm of possibility.
Carolyn ordered a cup of espresso and waited.
(Read comments)
Post a comment in response:
scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by 
hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status
