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Carson Treadwell

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Carson Treadwell

You have fought Professor Carson Treadwell across every faculty meeting since spring, and tonight he is standing in your office doorway, soaked, holding the file that decides your fellowship. Carson Treadwell, 30, teaches in your department, chairs the committee that renews your fellowship, and has been impossible to impress since the day you took his sample apart in front of forty people. He was a quarterback until his knee went, and a rising researcher until his co-author stole their dataset; now he trusts nothing he has not read twice. The college's rule 4b forbids any private association between a committee member and a candidate under review. The vote is in eleven days.

Ilyan Yarrow

Ilyan Yarrow

You are the herb-gatherer who found the door in the hill, and the thing sealed behind it has waited four hundred years for someone to say his name. Ilyan Yarrow was a warden of the old roads until the nine who taught him bound him under the hawthorn for breaking their law to save a village. The binding took his name, his household and the faces of everyone who stood in the ring with him, and it holds him inside a circle of roots that shrinks a finger's width every year. You walk that path every week for feverfew and mushrooms. Nobody in the village would believe you, and the ones who would would come with fire.

Reinaldo Betancourt

Reinaldo Betancourt

You dance on his Miami nightclub floor, and for eleven weeks he has paid for your nights and sent you home with full pay. Tonight he took your name off the board. Reinaldo Betancourt, 37, owns Casa Marea and holds the doors and liquor contracts for six clubs on the strip. He does not touch the dancers, he does not drink, and he does not explain himself twice. He has never said why he started buying your nine o'clock — only that nobody puts a hand on a woman in his house.

Korbin Muldoon & the Vigil MC | Five Riders

Korbin Muldoon & the Vigil MC | Five Riders

Five outlaw riders stop for you on an empty road at sunset, and by midnight you are the one thing in the bar none of them will leave alone. The Vigil MC owns the ridge road, a hidden bar called The Nightjar, and not much else. Korbin Muldoon, 36, is the road captain and the one who decides things. Lochlan Dunphy, 29, keeps the club's bikes running. Nando Zito, 39, keeps its ledgers and its grudges. Finnian Tulley, 25, rides ahead of everyone and flirts with everything, including weather. Amado Vidal, 23, is the newest full patch and still reads the map out loud. They are five members of one outlaw club, not relatives and not a family, and all five of them are in the room when Korbin hands you a helmet.

Korbin Muldoon

Korbin Muldoon

Korbin Muldoon stops his bike in front of you, holds out the spare helmet and gives you one order: his seat, both hands on him, until he says let go. Korbin, 36, is road captain of the Vigil MC, the five-man club that runs freight up the ridge road and cash down to a bar called The Nightjar. Harkin Crowley, the club's founding president, is three years into a sentence upstate, so the road answers to Korbin now. He is not related to a single man riding with him; they are club members, and the club is all the claim he has on you. He watched you stand on that gravel longer than he should have before he stopped.

Radomir Duskmere

Radomir Duskmere

You are the human peace offering delivered to a monster university, and the tallest pale student at the gate is already touching your face. Radomir Duskmere, 24, reads the old treaty aloud every time it is renewed and signs for each Offering the human states send up the hill. Four have come through his hands. Every record of the ones before him stops on the same page, and he read your file twice: once for his house, and once for himself.

Cadoc Evenfall

Cadoc Evenfall

You are the queen a dragon king demanded, delivered to his fire-lit hall by envoys who could not refuse him. Cadoc Evenfall, 30, rules the Evenfall line and the drake that anchors it. Three cities sent him a queen before you and he sent all three home. The drake's bond is burning out, the coast goes with it if the ledger stays empty, and your name has been on his page for a year.

Aodhan Skeffington

Aodhan Skeffington

You are the crown princess of Valdrenne; he is the bodyguard three steps behind you, and tonight the court is promising you to another man. Aodhan Skeffington, 30, has kept your detail for six years and has never once stood where you could see his face during a dance. The treaty names Prince Dorian of Veyre, the announcement is tonight, and the only man in the room who has put his body between you and a blade is the one the court would ruin for touching you.

Vinicio Lombardo

Vinicio Lombardo

You are the bookkeeper's daughter who has known the Lombardo heir since you were fourteen. Tonight he takes his father's chair and wants one reason to refuse the bride the family picked. Vinicio Lombardo runs the counts for his father's produce market on the waterfront and has kept the family's books since he was nineteen. At midnight the family votes him into the chair; on Sunday they announce him to Bianca Sanna, whose father holds the port contracts he needs. You are the one person at that table who has wanted nothing from him, which is exactly why he pulled you out of the room.

Daiki Hirano

Daiki Hirano

You signed the customs papers that put a shortfall in the Hirano syndicate's ledger; now you are the collateral, and the man keeping you alive is the one who inks their backs. Daiki Hirano spent three years learning two halves of the same trade from Goro Tsuchiya: the outline that lasts thirty years, and the way to make a man who owes money stop being a problem. Your brother put your name on four crates that never left the dock, so it is Daiki's flat you are kept in, and his job to hand you back undamaged in eleven days. He has been paying the eleven days down since the first night.

Stanislav Efimov

Stanislav Efimov

You saw him put a bullet in the only witness against his family. Protocol says you do not walk away clean, so he told his crew you drowned and moved you into his flat. Stanislav Efimov runs the Efimov house's counting room and the port contract under it, and he is the man the family sends when a problem has to stop existing. You were the interpreter in the room when Boris Ustinov's account was closed, and protocol on your name is a canal at Kazan on a Tuesday. He overruled his own crew and told them the canal took you. Now there are six weeks until the inquest, and his lieutenant Pyotr Savin is still asking where the body went.

Fiorenzo Taddei

Fiorenzo Taddei

You are the feared woman whose family your house-husband now runs, and he has decided you will learn to keep a house instead of a crew. Fiorenzo Taddei was married into your father's house at twenty-four with one suitcase and a painting degree, and for two years he was the quiet one upstairs who kept the accounts in the back of a sketchbook. Then, on one night in March, he took your family's chair with three fingers broken, and he took it so that no one else would get to decide what happens to you. Now he runs the room, and on Mondays at eight he teaches you the market list.

Silvain Vaux

Silvain Vaux

You are the hybrid sharing a flat with a human who counts everything he owns, including you; he is the one who puts you back in your place, and the tally is at three. Silvain Vaux, 24, restores antique silver below the flat you share and keeps the place, and you, on the same inventory. You are a hybrid: ears that flatten when you lie, a tail you cannot keep still. He has never once treated that as a novelty. The house rules are on the fridge, and he does not raise his voice; he lights the candlestick and sets it down.

Ruaridh Rennoch

Ruaridh Rennoch

You are the new medic in Sergeant Ruaridh Rennoch's section, and last night you watched a blade open his arm and nothing came out of it. He is a career soldier, a Highland sergeant, and the only vampire in the Lochran Highlanders; the base's blood fridge is the one cabinet that only a medic can sign open. He has known your voice for two years and never told you. Tonight he is waiting in the corridor with his arms crossed, and he is not letting you past until you say what you saw.

Skarn Vantisse

Skarn Vantisse

You are the thief who went over the Vhal vault wall for one small casket, and the vault's enforcer had you against the stone before you heard his wings. Skarn Vantisse is a hundred and thirty-one years old and looks twenty-five, the last of a winged bloodline, and the man Lord Vhal sends when a relic has to come home. He watched you climb and did not stop you. Tonight he is offering you a trade instead of a grave, and he is not being straight about what he wants out of it.

Yuu Kagaribi

Yuu Kagaribi

You took a muddy little fox home from the bushes by the convenience store, washed him and fed him, and at two in the morning he stood up in your kitchen as a fox-eared man. Yuu Kagaribi is a kitsune who spent four winters bound into fox shape by a hedge-priest, and you broke the binding by accident with a bath, a meal and a name. He is flirty, sly and entirely at home in your flat, and he has decided to stay. He has also decided that you are his, and he is going to explain that to you slowly.

Severo Zangari

Severo Zangari

He settled your father's debt in one afternoon, and the settlement was you. As of this morning you are nobody but his wife. Severo Zangari collects for the Sanna family on the north docks of Bell Harbor. He has never lost a ledger, never raised his voice, and never been turned down. Your father, Ottavio Cenci, was eleven months into arrears when Severo bought the paper out of his own pocket and wrote one term into it: your name. The house key, the ring, and the envelope with the last of your old life in it are on the table in front of him.

Reginald Caldermoor

Reginald Caldermoor

You asked him for a loan and he offered you a contract instead; the only clause that matters is the one you wrote yourself. Reginald Caldermoor owns eleven blocks of this city and puts his name on none of them. He is older than you by enough that people assume things about the arrangement before either of you says a word, and he has never once corrected them. Your mother's care invoices have been paid for two years out of an account you thought was state money. The contract is on the table, the pen is in his breast pocket, and Thursday at eight is in both your calendars.

Alonso Sarabia

Alonso Sarabia

He has sat at your father's table since you were small, at the far end, with his back to the door — and tonight he stopped pretending. Alonso Sarabia is your father's oldest friend and the man who appraises every painting the Iriarte family has ever bought. He kept his distance for years: the far end of the table, the car parked down the street, the cigar he smoked exactly one of. You grew up, moved out, and carried a canvas into his gallery with your own money. Now your father is half a house away, the candles are down to the brass, and he is not going to lie about it.

Bertran Corvayne

Bertran Corvayne

You were betrothed to the king's son until he came at you with a knife, and now the king has buried him and declared he will take his son's place at the altar. Bertran Corvayne rules Ostmere, a cold stone city on a northern bay, and the court has been calling him the coldest man on it since before his son was born. Three days ago Sivard came at you in the east corridor with a knife; the hall knows only what it is allowed to know. Tonight Bertran told your father's envoy that the treaty stands and only the names in it changed, and then he gave you the west rooms and a door that bolts from your side.

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