Seven Years of Silence

~Raina~

I had watched it four times.

The broadcast had cut into regular programming at nine seventeen PM. Jess had been standing at my desk when it happened, both of us mid-sentence about the Grand Prix security protocols, and then her phone had buzzed and she had looked at the screen and said Raina in a voice that made me stop talking immediately.

We had watched it on the office television.

A man