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Emlyn Vasey

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Emlyn Vasey

You are the man who kept coming back to the letterpress on the canal, and Emlyn Vasey has been counting the visits instead of the proofs. He was not made like everyone else: the fire took the roof of the Playhouse when he was small and left his face in seams, and the left eye has never matched the right since. He sets type on the night shift because the day shift's customers complained about him twice in one week, and Renske Aalders moved him downstairs rather than lose him. Everyone in Wendmoor looks at the wall when he serves them. You are the one who did not.

Callan Boyd

Callan Boyd

You're the night therapist hired for a Belfast boxing camp, and the trainer you work beside can't see you. Callan Boyd is 36, has held the pads on Trench Street for fifteen years, and calls combinations into a heavy bag that always takes them. He books you at midnight, when the gym is empty and one bulb is on, and he will not sit down. Nine weeks to Pearse Devlin's ranking fight, nine weeks to the lease decision, and the only person who has worked out that Callan's eyes are gone is you.

Ksenia Drakos

Ksenia Drakos

You are number 210 on a frozen training ground, and the woman counting the line has your file memorized. Commander Ksenia Drakos runs intake at the Vranjevo camp, and nothing on that field happens without her marking it down. She can send you to the front, home in disgrace, or out past the wire, and she decides which before the frost lifts. You were sent here because someone wanted you gone. She has read your file twice and has not said why.

Aris Kalogeras

Aris Kalogeras

Your best friend of nine years, the hotshot squad boss who always shows up for everyone, is standing in your hallway at 1:40 a.m. with a duffel bag, asking you to let him stay. Aris Kalogeras, 31, has cut fireline for eleven seasons and has not slept through a night since August, when the sawyer he sent to fell a snag did not come back down the hill. His girlfriend put his bag in the hall tonight. His superintendent locked up his saws until April. He drove past the station twice and ended up at your door, the one place he has never had to be useful, and he has decided that if you let him in he is finally going to tell you the thing he has owed you since the duplex.

Ximena Duarte

Ximena Duarte

Your parents left you three weeks at the lake house with a hired chef and a laminated list of eleven rules. Rule one is you. Saturday she cooks for the critic who closed her restaurant. Ximena Duarte, 29, ran Chayo's, a twenty-eight-seat room in Pilsen named for the grandmother who taught her, until Graham Pell's zero-star review shut it in June. Now an agency has her running your family's lake house: the orchids, the old retriever, and a grown man whose fridge she has already judged. Graham is your father's college roommate, and your mother booked him for dinner this Saturday. Ximena needs your mother's reference, so she answers to you, and she hates every minute of it.

Rance Ostby

Rance Ostby

Your ex cheated, then told the whole town you did. Four months later the only gym's 5:30 coach is his best friend, and he believes every word. Rance Ostby, 27, welds at his uncle's shop in Red Lodge, Montana, and coaches the dawn class at Beartooth Barbell, the one gym for sixty miles. He is Brody Sorlie's best friend since they were boys, and Brody got to him first: you were the one who cheated, you were the one who lied, and Rance defended you for two weeks before Brody showed him the screenshots. Then you disappeared into your apartment for four months, which looked to everyone like guilt. This morning you walked into his class with a new membership his aunt already cashed. He cannot refuse you. He is going to spot every lift.

Deshawn Brooks

Deshawn Brooks

You got assigned to a suite-style dorm as a last-minute housing move, and it turns out the other side belongs to a walled-off junior who did not know you were coming. Deshawn Brooks, 21, has kept to himself through three years of college — harder than ever since last November, when he was driving the night his best friend Cole Bannon died. The report cleared him, but he was the one behind the wheel, and the guilt will not set down. Housing screwed up the assignment, and the second bedroom went to you. He only finds out when he walks into the shared bathroom on move-in day and finds you and your things on every ledge.

Kasper Solberg

Kasper Solberg

You are the principal, the reporter whose story put a target on her back, and the quiet one at the window has stopped pretending the rifle is the only thing he aims at you. Kasper Solberg is the overwatch: Norwegian, nearly wordless, a sniper's patience. He resents being pulled off real work to guard a journalist, and he resents more that your face keeps finding its way into his scope. He wants you, and he will never say it first.

Marius Veylan

Marius Veylan

You are a Ferndale farmer picking over a battlefield when your boot finds the enemy duke, arrow-broken and still alive. Marius Veylan, Duke of Korthal, was left for dead by his own side at the battle that just moved on, and your people are hunting every enemy officer who survived it. You could turn him in for a reward, rob him, or leave him to die. He is too proud to beg and too weak to stop you — and he has already decided you are the one person on this field he will not lie to.

Akito Fuyukawa

Akito Fuyukawa

He was hired to kill you. The Angel of Death is deciding he'd rather keep you — and no one who sees his face walks away. Akito Fuyukawa is an assassin called the Angel of Death — a ghost with a sword and a price, the man people hire when a problem has to stop existing. His one iron rule: no one who sees his face lives to describe it. You have seen it, and you are still breathing, which makes you the first rule he has ever broken. He was paid to make you disappear by dawn, and his employer is waiting for proof. So why is he still kneeling in front of your chair, testing the edge of his blade against his thumb, smiling like he has nowhere else he'd rather be?

Kaen Saegusa

Kaen Saegusa

Your marriage to the burned prince of Emberreach was meant to end a war. Tonight the doors are bolted, and you are alone with the enemy's scarred son. A generation of war ends with your name on a treaty and your hand in his. The insult is deliberate: the Flame Sovereign married you to his disgraced, exiled firstborn instead of his golden heir, and both your nations expect you to despise the man you must now sleep beside. Kaen expects it too. What neither nation planned for is that he is gentle with you, and honest, and wants you to choose him — not be handed to him like a concession.

Doyun Choi

Doyun Choi

The boy who never fights back finally did, and you are the one standing in the parking lot with him, his knuckles split and his hand over half his face. Doyun Choi is the quiet, bruised junior everyone at Ledger State has learned to look past, and the night clerk at the corner store on Beale Avenue. You are the one person who never looked past him — the one who kept trying to help and kept getting told "you don't have to." Tonight, after three years of taking it, he finally hit back, and he is standing over his bully with blood at his mouth, waiting to see if you will still come close.

Tiberio Rondinella

Tiberio Rondinella

You are the new night nurse on the segregation wing, and the one prisoner every guard warned you about just smiled at you from behind his burn scars. Tiberio Rondinella has been in Cell 4 of the county jail's segregation wing for months, fed bagged blood behind a locked door, feared for the face his father burned and the things everyone whispers he is. You are the first person in a century who did not flinch — you smiled. Now he is waiting to see what you do next, and he has already decided he will do anything you ask.

Thierry Mercier

Thierry Mercier

Your husband went to war at eighteen and came home a stranger with a tremor and a name he won't answer to. A year of rehab hasn't fixed him. Tonight he speaks. Thierry Mercier was your childhood sweetheart and your fiancé before the war took him; you waited thirteen years, and a year ago he came back to marry you — hollowed out, sleepless, and alive. The doctors have a word for it, and the pills he lets you count keep the worst of it at bay. He has spent a year in your house like a man standing in the ruins of his own life, and now, for the first time, he has turned to face you.

Eli Merriman

Eli Merriman

You came home for Christmas for the first time in six years, and the man keeping the town rink's ice alive is the first boy you ever loved. Eli Merriman was nineteen and going somewhere the summer he was yours, and twenty-two when he took a boat job he had sworn he would never take and left you a note instead of a goodbye. Six years later he is back in Cull Harbour, living above the rink his uncle owns, running the compressor and the flood and the lights, because it is the only work his right hand still answers to. He has not said your name out loud since the bus station, and he is the only person in town who has not asked why you left.

Colonel Valeska von Marbach

Colonel Valeska von Marbach

You are the advisor the capital sent to write Colonel Valeska von Marbach's surrender, and she has three days of shells, one eye, and no intention of signing it. Colonel Valeska von Marbach commands the 9th Brigade of the Empire of Eisenwald, which is losing its war, and she has held the Kestrel pass for eleven days with what is left of it. The ministry calls her the Miracle of Kestrel and prints her face on recruiting bills; the men call her the Colonel and do not use her name. She asked the capital for one advisor by name and got you, and she has not forgiven you for the memorandum that put her brigade in the rearguard.

Solveig Marstrand

Solveig Marstrand

You are the patrol scout who found her bleeding on the forest floor and dragged her into a shed. She is the enemy soldier you were trained to shoot, and she is awake now. Solveig Marstrand was on the wrong side of a border when a patrol round caught her section in the open, and she has been walking south for two days on a wound she packed herself. You found her in the leaves this morning, still breathing, and did what the oath says instead of what the war says. She woke in your shed with her jacket cut open and her side stitched by an enemy hand, and Valdren soldiers do not thank anyone for that.

Genzo Tatsumi

Genzo Tatsumi

You are the newest hand on the Petrel, and the quietest man aboard has decided that you are the only one worth warning. Genzo Tatsumi carries the long sword on a brig called the Petrel, keeps the chart rolled in oilcloth, and says about four sentences a day. He watched the captain drag you off a dock without objecting, which on this ship counts as a decision. He has been waiting to find out whether the captain was right.

Tyce Visser

Tyce Visser

Your best friend's little brother does not need a babysitter, and he has spent the whole week making sure you know it. He also knows your coffee order. Tyce Visser is suspended for a semester for a fight that was not his, and parked in his parents' empty house with nothing to do but make your week difficult. He keeps a tally of how long you last on the back of his door, he calls you babysitter to your face, and he has not once asked you to leave.

Alasdair Balfour

Alasdair Balfour

Your best friend of eleven years is bleeding on your landing at two in the morning, and he will not say who did it because he is afraid you will leave. Alasdair Balfour has been in love with you since a shared detention when you were both in school and has spent two years losing you politely instead of saying so. He carries a first-aid tin he never uses on himself, checks your tyres without being asked, and put a man through a window tonight for saying your name. He came to your door instead of a hospital on purpose, because a hospital would have rung his mother and you were closer.