I hate it when that happens.

I was trying to describe the location of a specific business park/warehouse for my novel. It's out in Hillsboro, Oregon. So I looked it up on Google maps to get a good landmark, other than the airport. There's a creek behind where I want it to be. Perfect. "Nestled between the airport and..." Zoom in to find the creek name. "Dawson Creek." Well, crap.

And now, Michael is unhappy.

952: She may not have known everything they were up to, but she had willingly gone around the law to cooperate with them.