The Alliance Ultimatum

She was printing everything out and putting it in a file folder for Dr. Myra Thorne. When her phone rang, it was close to 10 in the morning, and she reached over and picked it up; it was Donovan.

“Morning Donovan,” she greeted him as she put it on speakerphone so she could move about and keep sorting that file.

“Morning Saskia, how the hell does one fall into a known canyon within your pack?” Dono