— Mishka — I was climbing the fire stairs up to my apartment. I don’t take elevators unless I want to be spotted. Which is never when I go back home.I was tired. This last job had been a mess.

— Darren —  Our date night ended at the hospital. Kate got in a fender bender and broke her wrist, and wasn’t able to reach Kevin.He eventually rushed to the hospital once the cast was set—once everything got settle, and we moved homeward, it was already two in the morning.

 — Eveline — We were seated on rickety chairs around tiny tables in a crowded mezzanine of a bar. The place was not big, and nearly half the space was for giant vats of stainless steel where they made their own brews, protected by large expanses of glass, separating the bar section from the factory side.Darren was on my right on his own little rickety chair. On my left was a dark skinned Tyson. He had tight cropped black hair, a

— Eveline — Darren and I were sitting in the sun room with Kevin, Kate, and Fred, chatting and drinking tea.I liked Kate, she was a little older than me, but we seemed to get along well.The sun was beginning to peek through the clouds after the rain spell we’ve had early this morning

— Mishka —  “So are you lot a sort of mini pack?” I asked Elijah.“Sorta,” he said.“Pretty small pack if you ask me.”“Does it matter?&rd