John Hammond

Jocelyne watched the setting sun settle behind the trees that flowed past her eyes with a blank stare. She seemed not to have the strength to do anything else. She had stood still for so long that Jackson finally asked him, “Are you feeling bad, miss? Do you want I stop the car?"

The girl shook her head: “No, keep driving. I was just lost in my thoughts"

"You should take advantage of this trip to rest a little, miss. You don't look good lately"

"Shut up and drive"

Jocelyne knew she was a mess. She was pretty sure that if she looked in the mirror she would see two huge dark circles beneath her eyes, a far more hollow face and her hair set in absurd hairstyles. But there was nothing she could do about it: the period she was experiencing was definitely not calm.

In the first place she had had to deal with the anger of the Commission. Many governments were already furious with her for having been 'too autonomous' in the negotiations and wer

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