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Pierce stopped his car, realizing that he’d ended up outside the office complex that housed KXPG Radio. Every night he felt as if Georgia was speaking directly to him, when in fact she was reaching out to thousands. He was nuts to believe any sort of connection existed between them.

Georgia shared a final bit of poetry before signing off. Pierce had no interest in the radio after that, preferring silence to the insipid programming that followed Seattle after Midnight.

He eyed the parking lot and wondered which of the handful of vehicles sitting there at five in the morning belonged to Georgia. Oh, for Pete’s sake. Just go home, would you?

He didn’t. And fifteen minutes later his tenacity was rewarded as a woman who could only be Georgia dashed out of the building. The security guard had held the outer door open for her and continued to watch after her as she raced for her car. Pierce opened his window in time to hear her call out, “Thanks, Monty. I’m fine.”

The security guard waved, then returned to his post. No sooner had the door swung shut behind him than Georgia let out a scream.