A Matter of Mountains and Molehills

<p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>People dream of fame. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>People don't dream of getting abandoned on a dinner date after being recognized. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>That brand of fame stinks. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>But Jodi doesn't need romance. She has her freelance video editing job her one(1) friend and her heating pad. As long as life doesn't get any more complicated (or expensive) she'd survive the next fifty years in the safety of her musty basement suite with the hole in the drywall.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Safe to say Jodi is not prepared for a gorgeous and enigmatic stranger to show up at her door demanding the video files of her main client. She's even less prepared for the news that this client is lost in the Pacific Northwest wilderness and those video files might be the key to finding him.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Still videos don't always hold the truth. Jodi knows this all too well. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> </span></p>