When the Livestream Broke, the Lie Did Too

He reached for the cut-off, and the door behind him slammed shut. “Anybody there?” Grace called from outside. A calm voice answered through the door. Trevor Hale. “You shouldn’t have come here, Mr. Mercer.” Elias looked up, eyes hard. “You wanted dead bodies.” “No,” Trevor said. “We wanted a story the whole country would believe.” There was a beat of silence. Then Trevor added, almost pleasantly, “And we’re about to get it.” Footsteps rushed in the hallway. Weapons clicked into ready position. The real hunt had finally started.