140Story - Day 14

  I'm writing a story 140 words at a time and posting the results here daily.  Can I sustain interest?  Will I lose the narrative thread?  Find out in this next installment of Bullets Ain't Cheap

 to work on my phone.  I had an American phone, not the kind you could easily switch SIM cards on, not like everyone else in the world.  Except I could.  I cracked the case, switched the SIM card and suddenly I was a grandmother from Memphis.
    Then, and only then, did I call Michaels.  He didn’t answer, I didn’t expect him to, but I left him a short message.  ‘This is Lily.  Find me.’  He’d do the rest.

While I waited for Michaels I examined the manilla envelope Burton gave me.  Nothing odd that I could see, no suspicious powder or stray wires, no obvious signs of tampering.  It was thin, far less substantial than other dossiers I’d handled while with Telrik, and a testament to Kelly’s thorough paranoia.  Inside I found eight pages and three photo prints, ‘last known’