Before leaving the scene, she zapped the burner phone with a bolt of energy that fused the electronic components. She figured that a melted SIM card would offer little to the authorities if found. Nevertheless, she tossed the phone into a dumpster halfway onto her next location. Last night someone else was controlling the narrative, but if she played this right the fugitive Valkyrie would end up being in two places at once.
“Unless they try to bury this story to avoid their diet laundry from being aired…” Clara said grimly while her eyes flashed blue.
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