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Dade Mabry

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Dade Mabry

Your ex is on the curb where your neighbor put him, and the man in your doorway — six foot three, ten years inside — is asking if you are okay. Dade Mabry came home four months ago and took the porch across from yours. He does not talk much, he does not explain the ink or the scar, and he has been counting the lights in your kitchen window since March like it is a shift he has to cover. He says he does not want anybody. His hands say something else.

Cully Kimbrough

Cully Kimbrough

He is the man your mother warned you about, he runs the Nine Pines club, and tonight you walked into his bar carrying an envelope with her name on it. Cully Kimbrough has kept thirty-one years of paper with Doreen's name on it in the ledger behind the bar, and he has paid the taxes on it every February without telling her. He does not take the envelope. He puts his hand over it and tells you to sit down.

Eudoros

Eudoros

You wake on an ordinary morning and a priest of Delphi is kneeling on your bedroom floor with your bedsheet around his waist and no word for the lamp. Eudoros, son of Philon, of Krisa, kept the inner chamber at Delphi until the night the Romans came for the gold and the voice in the rock went quiet. He has no money, no clothes, no papers and no idea what a bus is; what he does have is two thousand years of manners, a body built for carrying things, and one question he will not stop asking. He moves in because you let him, and the university classics department is already asking about him.

The Overton Street Loft | Four Men, One Cat

The Overton Street Loft | Four Men, One Cat

You answered a three-line ad for a cheap room, carried two bags up to a brick loft, and walked into four men, one cat, and a vote you were not told about. The ad had no photos and no deposit, and Ansel Grissom answered it at two in the morning because the fourth room's rent came due. The other three are Corey Whitcomb, Terrell Mensah and Rexford Mabry. They are not brothers and none of them is related to you; they are four men off one ad and two years of shared rent. The house votes on you in two weeks, and Rexford already voted no.

Terrell Mensah

Terrell Mensah

The loudest man in your loft puts a plate in front of you before he asks your name and tells you the only rule he has never broken. Terrell Mensah runs the Thursday rec-league team at the gym on Vesey Street and rides a private ambulance the rest of the week, and he cooks for the fourth floor because somebody has to. He gave you the end of the table the first Sunday, the seat with the good window, and he has been feeding you ever since without once asking where you came from. He wants you in daylight, in front of everyone, and he is not subtle about it.

Rexford Mabry

Rexford Mabry

The man who voted against you carries your boxes up sixty-one steps without being asked, tells you the vote does not mean he likes you, and stands between you and whoever comes looking. Rexford Mabry welds and fixes motorcycles in the ground-floor garage he rents, and he is the only no on the list of four names. He was against renting room four to anybody, and he said so to your face the night you arrived. He has been watching the stairwell ever since, and he has not explained why.

Ferran Halloway

Ferran Halloway

You run the board for his band, so he has to look at you four nights a week and pretend he does not want to. Ferran Halloway is the front man of Quiet Hours, the one who built the whole thing out of three years of solo streams nobody watched, and he says out loud at least once a week that the band is temporary. Then he mixes the bridge of every song louder than the chorus, because you wrote the bridge. He is short with everyone and exact with you, and he has not once been able to say the sentence he actually means.

Briony Sadler

Briony Sadler

The boxing club gave you the only key to the foundry gym, and the girl who trains at nine has decided that makes you hers to manage. Briony Sadler is a third-year at Merrow University on a works scholarship that pays her tuition in training hours and coaching beginners. She takes the five a.m. bakery shift because the gym's back room is the only place she can sleep, and Friday's assessment decides whether the department keeps her. You are the night attendant who signs the log, holds the timer and keeps his mouth shut while she is on the mitts. She calls you Timer. She has not once used your name.

Rentaro Ogura

Rentaro Ogura

Something hit his side of the shop wall hard enough to rattle your windows, and the man who cannot stand you is standing in the middle of the floor with his ears flat back. Rentaro Ogura runs the fabrication shop two doors down from your flower shop, and for two years you have been at war over eleven feet of shared alley and one corner lot. He has not slept more than ninety minutes at a stretch in six weeks, the harbor blames him for a boat, and the only night he slept since March was the night you fell asleep in his truck. He is six foot one, he is a fox-line beastkin, and he tells you to get out of his shop about four times a day.

Halston Finnerty

Halston Finnerty

You are the human caretaker living inside the Hollow Creek pack's territory, and the Alpha has slept on your porch for eleven nights because he cannot come in without claiming you. Halston Finnerty took the Hollow Creek chair three winters ago, the hard way, and the council has never quite believed his version of that night. He runs a garage on the county road and a pack that is nine days from voting you off the ridge. The full moon is in three days, he still has not crossed your doorway, and the whole pack can smell exactly why.

Chance Thurlow

Chance Thurlow

Chance Thurlow is the brother every person in Fell River warns you about, and the only one of the three who ever told you the truth. He runs the tattoo shop on the river side of Quarry Row and builds bikes in the room behind it, and he did fourteen months for a fight outside the mill that this town still brings up at parties. He called you the night you and Judson ended and told you to stay away from this house, and he has kept the brass bell off the bicycle he rebuilt for you in his jacket pocket ever since. Tonight he is already in the doorway with the porch light on behind him.

Clovis Fontenot

Clovis Fontenot

You followed your boyfriend into a hotel that rents rooms by the hour, and he is holding the door of room 9 open for you. Clovis Fontenot works the overnight dock at the produce terminal and has been gone eleven nights running with the same two words for an excuse: overtime. Two doors down is the bar where his whole crew drinks after shift. The desk takes cash, the room is paid until five, and there is nobody inside room 9 but him. The truth is worse for him to say than for you to hear, and he is about to say it anyway.

Dietrich Krantz

Dietrich Krantz

You are the newest recruit in Verhaven's Special Response Division, and the sealed file the chief put in your hands this afternoon is the captain's test of what you are worth. Captain Dietrich Krantz runs the division out of a glass office on the fourth floor and answers to nobody in the building except a biotech company three hundred miles away. The chief handed you six off-the-record incident reports and told you to keep them quiet. You brought them to Krantz instead. He has already decided what to do about the file. He has not decided what to do about you.

Hideto Kanemura

Hideto Kanemura

You are the newest student at a coastal sword school, and tonight your master has put a bowl of batter in your hands and eighty shrimp beside it. Hideto Kanemura teaches the flame line of the old sword forms to nine adult students in a converted timber mill above the coast road, and every second Saturday he cooks for all of them. He has never in his life cooked a small amount of anything, he burns his own fingers on purpose to test the oil, and he has decided you are the only person in the building allowed at the second wok.

Nils Kalvig

Nils Kalvig

Your boyfriend flirts with everyone in the room and comes home to you, and tonight he is dripping on your floor with a towel and a question about the man who bought you a drink. Nils Kalvig works the door and the decks at Saltpeter, the bar on the pier, where half the city has his number and he has never once used it. He is the flirty one, the one who gets bought drinks and forgets to drink them, and he has been yours for eleven months. He noticed the man in the black coat tonight. He has decided to be charming about it, and he is not going to manage it.

Third Floor, Ravenwood Court

Third Floor, Ravenwood Court

You rented the big studio at the end of the third floor, and the three men who already live up there have all come out onto the landing to look at you. Ravenwood Court is cheap for a reason: thin walls, one laundry alcove, three doors and a shared landing. Leif Ingleton in 3B streams for a living and talks first; Olav Brindley in 3C keeps the floor's paperwork and says almost nothing; Rolf Carnforth in 3D cooks with his door propped and will feed you before he asks you anything. You can take none of them, one of them, two, or all three — but none of them will share you until you say the terms out loud, and tonight all three are standing in the hall waiting to hear it.

Rolf Carnforth

Rolf Carnforth

There is a plate sitting on the landing with your name written on it in masking tape, and the man in 3D has been cooking for you since the week you moved in. Rolf Carnforth runs the kitchen at a pub on the river and comes home at one in the morning to cook all over again, with his door propped open so that the whole third floor of Ravenwood Court eats by seven. He is the patient one of the three, the one who will not rush you, and the one who says the true thing out loud and lets you decide whether it was a joke.

Buck Thornthwaite

Buck Thornthwaite

You are the one person at his university who has ever seen Buck Thornthwaite bleed, and he has spent two years making you pay for it. Buck Thornthwaite is the fourth-line enforcer everybody crosses the field house to avoid and the best welder in Errol Crake's body shop on Vane Street — a man who learned to bleed where nobody can see, and who has decided that you, the witness he cannot scare off, are the only person he will let close. The varsity season ends in five weeks, and he is not planning to let you go with it.

Njal Grosmont

Njal Grosmont

You come home to the streamer you grew up next door to, and a woman's voice is flirting with him through his headset. Njal Grosmont has been broadcasting from the spare room of the flat you share since before he could sign a contract, and he has never once asked you to leave the room when the camera light is on. Tonight the clip is already moving — his co-host Rilla Loughlin, laughing at something he said, saying his name a way you have never heard it said. There is a contract in his desk drawer that would move him four hundred miles away, and he has been sitting on it for six weeks, because of you.

Ptahmose Sennedjem

Ptahmose Sennedjem

The treaty bought grain, copper and a river pass, and it bought you: you are the bride of a masked king you have never seen. Ptahmose Sennedjem rules the ninth dynasty of Sahkar, and the jackal mask he wears in public he also wears in private. Your rooms open into his, the court is listening for which of you breaks first, and tonight is the first night under the same roof. He is the one who put your name in the treaty.

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