Bernie Breaks Down His Findings on Carson
I feel as if I’ve commandeered this meeting with Silas and Mercury, but they certainly don’t seem to mind. We’ve covered Sheriff Paul and Armand. Now for Carson. “I’ve met…

I feel as if I’ve commandeered this meeting with Silas and Mercury, but they certainly don’t seem to mind. We’ve covered Sheriff Paul and Armand. Now for Carson. “I’ve met…
I arrive early, anticipating Bernie’s arrival. Just as I’m about to enter the conference room, he steps into the building. “Hey!” I say, gesturing in his direction. “Silas will be…
It’s summer, so I decide to clear my head and walk the few blocks to work after breakfast with Mother at the Golden Pillar. I should know better than to…
As I managed the debate between Wanda and Shirley, I took the opportunity to pass out my business cards to potential customers and, in doing so, met Albert Nutwell. We…
My meetings and interviews with authorities in Arizona and Southern California have gone about as far as they can. I don’t expect anything else of significance to surface from that…
I don’t care for politics. I can remember when Bernie was still reporting for the Dispatch. He’d come home after covering a Town Hall meeting at 10 o’clock, blood boiling,…
Today is the day I visit Albert at Hilltop. I debate whether to walk there to calm my nerves or drive. I opt to drive so I arrive there crisp…
It occurs to me that I am intertwined with Carson Sigmund, whether I want to be or not. It was I who agreed to write the puff piece about him…
It’s debate night. I arrive at the high school in time for a short briefing from Miss Comportment (or Marjorie. I’m never sure how to address her). The public seats…
To say that I’ve been disinterested, at best, in the upcoming mayoral election is to say the sky is blue. My business is my life, the way I see it,…