Dead Aim [antikvár]

Arapahoe Junction, Colorado October 15 "I know Fm late, dammit." Alex Graham's hand clenched on her cell phone. "FII get those pictures to you as soon as I can." "You'd get them to me sooner if you'd stop working in the rubble and start taking pictures of those rescue workers whose job it is to do it," Jim Karak said sarcastically. "Old news is no news, Alex. That dam broke almost a week ago and the magaziné goes to press in two days." "They're still digging survivors from the landslide caused by the dam break." "Then you should be taking warm, heroic pictures instead of manning a shovel. You're breaking one of the cardinal rules. You're becoming part of the story." "There may be people alive beneath that-" It was no use. Karak had one priority and that was the story. "You'll get the pictures." She hung up and leaned back against the wall and rubbed her temple. God, she