Garden Of Forking Paths

Faith Calista watched the sun setting in a town where a clerical error'd changed the name from Tule to Tulia in the late nineteenth century.

After crossing half the southwest, she'd nearly convinced herself that it's only Johannes. And a girl. His girlfriend Sierra from Las Vegas. From her interviews, the girl was just as culpable.

Grudgingly, she called her superior lieutenant at the LVMPD. Recounted a redacted editorial of pertinent information regarding her pursuit of the stolen drug money.

Faith cared little about the response. She wasn't going back.

Gritting her teeth, she drove Southeast. "Where are you, Johannes?"