Everything was dissolving. Gibson was still away with Sark, neither of them answering any messages sent to them via computer, phone, cell. Peyton couldn't actually stand to be around Reed, and she was slowly going insane ( Read more... )

Me? I don't grieve ( Read more... )

Peyton was sitting in the office rented under one of her aliases, going over the computer systems for possible security breeches, even though she knew there wouldn't be any. Rachel might be slightly distracted when she was around Sark, but she was always thorough. With a sigh, she logged off the computer, then headed toward the front door of the ( Read more... )

It's overrated ( Read more... )

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[low-level encryption, easily hackable because Peyton is kinda dumb sometimes ( Read more... )

One thing? Just one ( Read more... )

Appearances are deceptive.Breathing fresh air again, Peyton had immediately gone back to her normal self. No matter how much she'd hated to admit it, being in CIA custody was really starting to wear her down. Even with Rachel there with her, giving her those pep talks that made Peyton want to sharpen the end of her tooth brush on the floor and take ( Read more... )

I don't know if I do have anyone I'd consider a friend, by the standard meaning of the word. In times past, I'd had people around me who I had to make think I was their friend, and that they could trust me. But did they actually know me, trust me, not the person I was portraying that day ( Read more... )

Have you ever woken up in the morning and not remembered what you did the night before?3 words- Cabo San Lucas ( Read more... )