The Crider Chronicles: Confederacy – Part XX

The Crider Chronicles: Confederacy – Part XX

Nineteen A warehouse on the edge of Mountain View His “contact” was tall, narrowly built and weird, and how he had learned English was anyone’s guess.  But learn it he had. “I’ve been in contact with my superiors.  We’re not at all pleased with your...

The Crider Chronicles: Confederacy – Part XX

The Crider Chronicles: Confederacy – Part XVIII

Seventeen Tarbos “Sandy, would you look at this?” Sandy Gutierrez had been doing casual duty helping her Vice President husband with note-taking and keeping track of his schedule of committee meetings, working breakfasts, and the various other functions taking place...

Semi-notorious local political gadfly and general pain in the ass. I’m firmly convinced that the Earth and all its inhabitants were placed here for my personal amusement and entertainment, and I comport myself accordingly. Vote Animal/STEVE SMITH 2028!