Model 18 Sets.33 - A Little Agency - Laney

I stepped closer. Elyse didn’t flinch. I tilted her chin up with my fingers. Her skin was warm. Too warm. Feverish with data.

“A Little Agency,” I whispered to the rain. “We do the little adjustments that break everything.” A Little Agency - Laney Model 18 Sets.33

“Who’s the client?” I asked, though I already knew the answer. The job order was sealed. I stepped closer