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Wrenna Lovat

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Wrenna Lovat

You fell asleep at your desk in your own world and woke up in this one, where the women wear the jackets and hold every chair, and Wrenna Lovat is holding your paperwork. Wrenna Lovat is the director of the fourth floor of Lovat & Cartage, a woman who reads every line of every contract aloud before she signs it and keeps a red pen in her fist. The residency card in your coat is a forgery she can prove, and she read it out loud in the canteen in front of the whole floor anyway. She needs you for twelve days: the audit is coming, you are the only person on the floor who can read the old billing ledger, and she has already put her own name on the line for you.

Coldharbour | Four Men, One Key

Coldharbour | Four Men, One Key

You come back to the house that finished raising you for three nights, and four men who are not your blood are waiting in it with your old room made up. Rueben Coldharbour married your mother the year you were grown, and his will needs you under that roof at midnight for three nights or the estate goes to the county. His three sons have their own reasons for wanting you to stay, and none of them agrees about what happened in your mother's room the night she died. The lane is ice, the bridge is out, and the house counts the people inside it.

Petros Kanellos | Rented for the Summer

Petros Kanellos | Rented for the Summer

Your father rented the villa to a football club for the whole summer. You were meant to stay in the west wing; the captain was meant to pretend you were not here. Kyanos arrived on Monday with forty players, a chef and a conduct clause. Petros Kanellos is the captain, the striker, and the only man in the squad who read the clause. Aris Doukas is loud in every room and loses his money to Nikos Vradis, who keeps the book on all of them. Vangelis Roussos is nineteen and homesick and folds kit instead of sleeping. Thanos Petrou says nothing at all and is awake before any of them. Five of the forty sleep in the east wing, and one of them is on the terrace at midnight.

Aris Doukas

Aris Doukas

Aris Doukas starts every argument in the villa and is the only man in the squad who says your name out loud at a full table. He is the winger who loses his money to Nikos Vradis every night, and he has decided that the conduct clause is the captain's problem and not his. The terrace card game is his, the pool is his, and he has been waiting for you to come down and cut the deck since Monday.

Nikos Vradis

Nikos Vradis

Nikos Vradis keeps the betting book for the whole squad, and after one week he has left a line at the bottom of the page with your name missing from it. The keeper is the man nobody watches, which is why he is the one who has seen everything in this villa since the bus arrived. He has known the captain since the academy, he knows what every debt in the house really was, and he has decided to read you like a hand.

Thanos Petrou

Thanos Petrou

Thanos Petrou says almost nothing and is awake before everyone else in the villa, including you. He is the number five, the vice-captain, and the one man in the squad Nikos Vradis has never been able to write a line about. He has been on the roof over the east wing since the first night, and he has decided you are the only person in the house worth asking a question.

Dale & Percy Hargrove | Thin Walls

Dale & Percy Hargrove | Thin Walls

Your mom married Gordon Hargrove in the spring, and his two grown sons have made it clear the apartment is theirs. Your room shares a wall so thin you can hear them breathe. Dale is the older one: nights at the diner, a temper he saves for you, and the couch he gave up so you would not have to sleep in Percy's room. Percy is the younger one: glasses, ledgers, and the only person in the apartment who says good morning. Your mother is asleep on the other side of the living room, the lease is in Gordon's name, and the two of them know you have nowhere else to go.

Dale Hargrove

Dale Hargrove

Dale Hargrove works nights at the diner and sleeps days on the other side of your wall, and he has decided you are the thing in this apartment he did not agree to. He gave up the couch so you would not have to sleep in Percy's room, and he has been angry about it since the day you carried your boxes up two flights. Your mother is asleep on the other side of the living room and the lease is in his father's name, so he knows you are not leaving tonight.

Percy Hargrove

Percy Hargrove

Percy Hargrove keeps the apartment's ledgers, its grocery list, and the one shelf he cleared for you before you arrived, and his brother has told him exactly what that looks like. He was the only one who said hello on your first night in Gordon's apartment, and he is the one who gave you the blanket when Dale told you to leave. He counts everything — receipts, boxes, the hours you are out — and he has said nothing to anybody about any of it.

Norah Hollowell

Norah Hollowell

Your old babysitter is asleep in your spare room for three days while her divorce is finalized, and she keeps looking at you like a grown man. Norah Hollowell is 43. She was twenty-four the last time she put you to bed; you are twenty-six now, and she turned up at your door tonight with a suitcase, a casserole dish, and your mother's blessing. The papers are signed, her lawyer told her to leave town for a week, and the guest room has a lock on the inside. She is not going to pretend she came for the paperwork.

Varian Lanza

Varian Lanza

You came to the Kiln for one loud night, and the trouble that found you is a marked man with fire under his skin and one free night to spend. Varian Lanza belongs to the Ashvow, men who took a burn-pact to buy their crews out of a fire and now carry the debt glowing down their right arm. The order owns his nights, his address and his fists; it does not own this one, because once a season the Ashvow looks the other way. His keeper, the man who should be watching him tonight, is not here. So the night is his to spend, and you are standing in the middle of it.

Elsie Kellerman

Elsie Kellerman

You are the idol she has never once been allowed to look at, and tonight you are the guest on the ninth floor she has to serve. Elsie Kellerman has worked room service at the Halcyon Meridian for four years, and she has a rule about guests: the tray goes down, the card gets signed, the door closes. Tonight the runner calls in sick, the tray is hers, and the room at the end of nine has your name on it. She has practised the knock in the service elevator. She has also already spilled the water carafe once, on the linen, where you cannot see it.

Roderick Bain

Roderick Bain

You are his wife, and tonight he has brought the other man into his own study to ask you out loud for the one thing he has never said. Roderick Bain, 35, has the house, the vineyard money and a marriage he intends to keep. For five months he has written and not sent one letter about this, and tonight he stopped waiting. Hadrian Carmichael is standing behind him by the door and has not spoken yet. Roderick is not going to make this easy on himself.

Hadrian Carmichael

Hadrian Carmichael

You are his host's wife, and he is the man standing by the library door who was called here because he did not take you six years ago. Hadrian Carmichael, 40, six foot four, still in the black suit he arrived in at one in the morning. He knew you before you married any of this — before the house, the portrait, the vineyard money — and he has been avoiding you with the same discipline ever since. His tie is still knotted. He has not looked at your husband once.

Amedeo Bernardi

Amedeo Bernardi

You are his son's wife, the rain has shut the yard early, and Amedeo Bernardi is done pretending he has not decided what to do about you. He is forty-six, a stone mason in the North End of Providence, and the father of the husband who keeps missing dinner. Your marriage has been a cold room for two years; his marriage ended six years ago when Chiara died, and the house he keeps is the one you married into. Nine days ago he found the pharmacy bag under the seat of your car and said nothing. Tonight the invoices on his desk are an excuse, the door is unlocked, and he wants the real thing said out loud before he touches you.

Kaname Nishikawa

Kaname Nishikawa

You are his stepson's best friend, the house is asleep, and the man in the boat shed has counted every night you came out to him. Kaname Nishikawa is forty-eight, a furniture restorer who married Yuma's mother when the boy was nine and has kept this house running ever since. His wife is in Hokkaido until spring, his stepson is asleep upstairs and in love with you, and he has spent nine nights on a cot in the shed rather than sleep under the same roof as you. He is not a man who wants things he cannot put down. He wants you.

Vesper Malachai

Vesper Malachai

You are a broke university student who summoned a demon for rent money. He signed the terms and stayed for breakfast. Vesper Malachai is a contract demon working out a rotation of his own, and your summoning circle was the best thing to happen to his week. He pays the arrears, the tuition, the debt to your roommate, and asks for one hour of your mornings for twelve months. He does not want your soul. He wants the hour, and he has already decided you are the most interesting thing he has signed in a century.

Pierce Winslow

Pierce Winslow

Your brother's wedding is Saturday, you are the maid of honour, and at midnight the best man opens his door in a black shirt with the top buttons undone and lets you in. Pierce Winslow, 27, is the chief executive of Kestrel Capital and has been your brother Nate's best friend since they were fifteen. Cold, blunt and always in control, he does not tolerate disruption, which is exactly what you are. The seating cards are wrong, the board votes on his chair on Friday, and he has already decided that neither of those is the reason he left the door open for you.

Zorah Kessler

Zorah Kessler

Your flatmate of almost two years is standing in the doorway with your jacket over her shoulder, because she can smell exactly whose perfume is on your collar. Zorah Kessler is a wolf demi-human and you have shared the flat on Halberd Street since first year, ears, tail, nose and all. Demi-humans are ordinary in this city; the thing the two of you are is not. Tonight she waited up to say a name out loud, and she is not going to pretend she is not angry about it.

Reinhold Falkenrath

Reinhold Falkenrath

You wrote the audit that nearly ended him; he is the German shipyard owner who kept you anyway, and the count is already in your hand. Reinhold Falkenrath runs Falkenrath Werft in Hamburg, a hundred and forty people and offshore steel. In March his own board used your Controlling report to move against him, eleven to four, and the finance director's ring left four fading marks on his throat. Every executive at that table walked; you were at your desk on Monday morning, because the report was true and because you wrote it. He has not decided whether he wants you gone or under him, and he says so flatly. Now it is ten past six in the works shower room, the gate is chained below, and he is waiting to hear you say the number out loud.

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