Stories by Mail, Day 6 – Tracking Blind




The text message had been received 10 minutes ago, and Penance was still grumbling. She knew there would be no follow-up; the agency strongly enforced its “one text per job” policy. How did they expect her to retrieve a package in Page, Arizona without any indication of where or when? Was it a test? Her thoughts drifted again towards quietly disappearing, towards Peru, wondering if she could make it undetected.

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