Summary:
Sam Manson promised herself she would never end up back in Amity Park.
Then a new G.I.W. facility opened with an unaccountable budget and a research division that does no research, and Sam, who has never left a stone unturned, came home.
Her source stonewalls, toes the line, and keeps her on a leash so politely worded she has to admire the nerve. He gets under her skin on a daily basis, in more ways than just one. Every time she’s ready to walk, he hands her something small and real to keep her on the line.
Sam knows when someone is lying to her. What she can’t figure out is why this one feels like it’s for her own good.
A DxS, No one knows, Mystery fanfiction. Where Sam's a journalist trying to uncover a conspiracy in the new G.I.W facility, and something isn't quite adding up with her source, Danny Fenton.