[knows_too_much]
Five hours after the event will come the call from Mrs. McGinnis, barely able to hold a conversation, staying on long enough only to convey in broken English that her oldest son is now dead.
Thirteen hours in will come the call from Dana, voice shaky but lacking much emotion of any kind. "Can I head over there, Max?"
Thirteen hours in will come the call from Dana, voice shaky but lacking much emotion of any kind. "Can I head over there, Max?"