Chapter Thirteen
April 20, 2230, Neo Southern California Metroplex, Restaurant “Mistral”
Jia lifted her wine glass and took a sip of the Chardonnay, enjoying the hints of lemon and vanilla playing across her tongue.
The fish was decent at the restaurant, but she was loving the wine, or maybe she was loving spending time with her friends and getting a decent buzz without any concern over shooting someone or dirty cops trying to survive their past mistakes.
Relaxation.
She’d always been a workaholic, but she understood the need to recharge. What with running around for Alina and incidental trouble arising, it grew harder with each passing month to shut off. A worry about trouble always lingered in her thoughts, threatening to push her onto a dark path. She couldn’t always rely on Erik t
