The whiskey takes its revenge on Sage but fortunately she has Frank and his secret weapon on her side. Coffee. She needed coffee. Black. Hot. Full of caffeine that would make her brain buzz in the way she detested but it was better than feeling as if it would roll right off her neck and shoulders if she turned to fast. Sage had been tempted to raid Moira's private machine in the office but as that involved forcing herself to travel further than really necessary, she'd opted for the communal... read more
