The alarm went off, waking her up. Tru grabbed the phone, and punched in the morgue's number.
"Hello?" Came the tentive voice on the other end.
"Davis, I need you to look up a girl. Dawn Summers. She's about 17"
"Tru?" hearing the keys clacking on the other end, she sighed, relieved. "How'd she die?"
"She killed herself. There was a note and everything. Something about a break-up with her boyfriend..." she paused. "Kit."
"Oh." silence "Okay, here we go. Dawn Summers, age 17, attended Sunnydale High school, California, until the city... caved in. She was one of the survivors. But she lives in Rome. I don't know why she'd be here."
"Maybe she was visiting relatives or something. I don't know. I've gotta meet Harrison for breakfast of else he'll kill me. I've already blown him off twice this week. And maybe he can help. I'll call you in an hour."
"Hello?" Came the tentive voice on the other end.
"Davis, I need you to look up a girl. Dawn Summers. She's about 17"
"Tru?" hearing the keys clacking on the other end, she sighed, relieved. "How'd she die?"
"She killed herself. There was a note and everything. Something about a break-up with her boyfriend..." she paused. "Kit."
"Oh." silence "Okay, here we go. Dawn Summers, age 17, attended Sunnydale High school, California, until the city... caved in. She was one of the survivors. But she lives in Rome. I don't know why she'd be here."
"Maybe she was visiting relatives or something. I don't know. I've gotta meet Harrison for breakfast of else he'll kill me. I've already blown him off twice this week. And maybe he can help. I'll call you in an hour."