Madison POV
The computer was boring now, not much else was on there that gave light to what was going on in Gladys’s mind, so I put it to one side and looked over at what Zane was doing.
Entering all those photographs into the spreadsheet was not a nice job. I could feel his emotions, he had not blocked me out like I had him, and each photograph dug deep into him. For years this had been going on and no one picked it up, always blaming rogues when it was not them at all.
It would be nice to put your head in the sand, so to speak, like the Deep Earth people did, close off the borders, and say sort it yourself, though I don’t like the idea, I can see some merit in how their minds worked, and their ways, and it keeps them alive for many years, would bringing them to the surface, aid them
