I only knew what she was talking about in general terms, not the specifics. This was in April 1989 at a small legal publishing company in New Jersey. ...ctually, the unit only had about eighty people, but it was part of a much larger corporate entity that went up four corporate levels to the aptly named Apex Communications.Somehow I worked for all of these divisions, but I identified most with the smallest one, my own workplace. Todd-Hackett Legal Works published books for attorneys, and it was. A world of make-believe with made-up spirits, witches and ghosts. She never wanted to give them life, never wanted to accept them into her reality.No, Amber no longer felt scared. The shadow figure in the woods had brought those perceptions to life. The terror of that realism took hold with a talon-like grip and she was numb.She and Cain zipped mindlessly through the streets not entirely sure of what they were running from. What was predominantly clear was that whatever it was, embodied evil.. "Okay, we have to get people knocking on doors, go to her apartment, check on possible links to the previous victims." Her voice was unsteady but she was thinking. "Umm, the letter to the lab with last night's letter. What am I forgetting?" She looked up at Nick, begging him silently to help her back to a normal point where she could go on without these thoughts in her head."We'll take care of this, update the Sheriff, and head over to her apartment. Let's work the case, Michelle." He put the. ”“We’ll talk about it all, Mom Mar. But it’s going to take a long time to cover everything. We all agreed that we’re just playing it by ear right now but we’d keep talking.” I almost snorted when Kyle said, ‘playing it by ear, ‘ since we were listening to each other through the wall. “But Pa, we need to talk to you.”“About time travel,” I added. Pa jumped so suddenly I thought he’d dump Moms on the floor. He grabbed hold of them and settled back down.“Sit down,” he said. “Can I assume that you.