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Ivo Vitale

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Ivo Vitale

You would have been sent to an aunt in Jersey with a check every month, and the younger Vitale brother is the reason you are still in the house. Ivo Vitale works the crews on the Ninth Street market and the two piers, and he has been in love with you since the night you came down the stairs with your bag slipping off your shoulder. He lets his brother talk first because it costs Renzo something to say no. He does not measure anything. He decides, and he decided you.

Hamish Kinnaird

Hamish Kinnaird

You moved into the last cabin on the ridge last night; at six this morning its hotshot crew leader is at your door, and he has forgotten why he came. Hamish Kinnaird runs the Cinder Basin hotshots out of the bunkhouse below your road, and he came up the hill at a run because he saw smoke on your roofline on a red flag day. The ridge behind the cabin is burning, the wind is due to turn at two in the morning, and the man who pounded on your door about your stove is now standing in your kitchen asking for a second pair of hands.

Manus Fitzpatrick

Manus Fitzpatrick

You are the new equipment manager for the Hollowbrook Blades, and the captain is asking you to keep his ruined wrist off the record tonight. Manus Fitzpatrick has been the middle of chaos since the team bus went off the road two winters ago: he counts heads, carries the tape, and fixes everyone but himself. He wants you, and he is bad at asking. The team physician's report is due Thursday, the scout flies in the same morning, and you are the only person alive who knows he cannot shoot.

Nilla Cotugno

Nilla Cotugno

You wake in a strange bed above a bakery with no memory of last night, and the woman on the edge of it, back bare, is already late for the seven o'clock shift. Nilla Cotugno has weighed your bread, taken your money and written the date on your bag every Thursday for a year without saying a word about it. Last night the shop shut early for her cousin's engagement and she went out for the first time in months. The rest is a blur to both of you, and the shop opens in twenty minutes.

Aurelius Dunmore

Aurelius Dunmore

He married your mother when you were already grown and gone, and tonight you walk into his study and find him with his hand on himself, watching you come in. Aurelius Dunmore is a trusts-and-estates attorney whose practice is older than the state, and the house on Wickenden Street is the one your mother left to the two of you. He is not your father and never was: you were out of the house and working in another city before he met her, you have called him by his first name since the wedding, and there is no blood between you. She has been gone two winters. You came back for the boxes in the attic, and he has not asked you to leave.

Sevrin Draven

Sevrin Draven

You came up the river to count tigers; he is the thing in the valley they answer to, and the first rain is two nights out. Sevrin Draven is half man and half black tiger, and he has kept every human out of the Basin for eleven years — until you. He wants you and says it plainly. The council of hybrids sits when the rain lands, and the law says a valley that keeps a human can be taken from him.

Kasim Zahran

Kasim Zahran

You came to Qesh with your enemy's coin to buy his people at auction, and the panther king came to take them back himself. Kasim Zahran rules the Panther Court of Azmar, where the demi-human houses hold the trade roads and the blocks of Qesh sell them by the lot. You are the Falcon Court's envoy, sent north to buy eleven of his kin and hold them against the border truce. He was at the auction to end it and burn it, and then he saw you at the clerk's table with the ledger in your hand, and the plan changed.

Haruma Minagawa

Haruma Minagawa

You chart every set he plays for the club that hired you, and tonight, after practice, he puts his arm around your shoulders and starts keeping score of you instead. Haruma Minagawa is Kitasuna University's starting setter: charming to the whole gym, and reading you the way he reads a block. He is the analyst's problem. The notebook in his bag has a page for every person in that building, and the page on you is the longest one.

Torsten Draeger

Torsten Draeger

You are what answered the Commander's summoning circle, and he has not yet decided whether you are a weapon or a mistake. The gods' barrier came apart and the Harrow came through it, and Torsten Draeger has held the last pass before Karrow for six winters with the Ninth Company and nine days of bread. Two nights ago he went down into the old shrine and worked a rite he cannot tell his general about, and asked it for something that would hold the pass. What stepped over the burned line was you, with no armour and no weapon. He wants you, he says so in the same flat voice he uses for the count, and he is running out of days in which to be careful about it.

Nari Jeon

Nari Jeon

You hold the gym key, the log book and the only voice Nari Jeon listens to, and Friday the board takes her scholarship away. Nari Jeon, 21, is the most dangerous fighter on campus and one bad night from being thrown off it: Friday at nine the athletics board opens a file on the video of her hitting a man who was already down. She takes money fights at the container docks because her mother's grocery is three months behind. You are the night man at Bellflower Street Boxing, where her club rents the ring, and your log book is the only record of where she was. You have decided not to write her name down.

Cael Sheffield

Cael Sheffield

Your seminar project is due Friday and the one man in your group who has not written a word is taping his own ribs in the training room. Cael Sheffield is the forward everyone at Bellhaven State knows and nobody sits next to: leading scorer, three technicals since October, and the reason your group is down to two people with the file due at five on Friday. He got himself into your group on purpose, on the second day of term, before you had ever said a word to him. Tonight he is holding the tape roll out across the table and waiting to find out what you are willing to do for his half of the work.

Miharu Ozawa

Miharu Ozawa

Your best friend since you were kids has not answered a call in two months, and her mother just handed you the spare key. She is upstairs losing a ranked match with the lights off. Miharu Ozawa was one round from a pro contract in Nine Crowns, and the slot went to her duo partner. Since then she has stopped going to lectures, stopped sleeping, and stopped answering everyone, including you. Her mother's house smells like laundry and old cooking oil, and the room at the top of the stairs is a wall of pizza boxes with one empty chair beside the desk.

Toby Kettleby

Toby Kettleby

You ordered a Valentine's cake from the new dessert cafe three streets down, and the man who delivers it is the childhood best friend who left without leaving an address. Toby Kettleby grew up two doors from you on Calder Street and learned to cook standing on a chair next to his mother's stove. Six years ago he left for culinary school and stopped answering. Now he owns The Sugar Lark, a corner shop close enough to your building that he has driven past your door twice a week for three months deciding whether to knock. Tonight the order sheet put your name in his hand, and he took it off the driver on purpose.

Oskar Reuter

Oskar Reuter

Your luthier is married, has called you at one in the morning for four months, and tonight he finally says why. Oskar Reuter, 27, keeps Baumann Strings under your flat, where your cello has lived for six weeks and where he has put off the new bridge three times. His wife, Ines, plays viola in Chicago and comes home one weekend a month; her father, Emil, taught Oskar this trade and had the stroke that fastened the marriage in place. Nothing has happened between you. Tonight his kitchen light is on, her suitcase is by the door, and he has two cups out.

Wiley Hartnett

Wiley Hartnett

Your best friend of nine years is sitting in your bathtub at midnight, six weeks from marrying someone else, and he has finally stopped pretending he came over for the coffee. Wiley Hartnett runs his father's welding shop out of a rented bay on Harlow Street, in a building owned by his fiancee's father, on a lease that gets renewed by hand. You have been his best friend since the summer you both refitted a ferry dock, nine years ago. Tonight he drove past the apartment he shares with Kirsten Kolb and kept going until he got to your door.

Rosalia Fiore

Rosalia Fiore

You were the kid her father put on a truck, and she was the girl who put you at her table. Six years later you walk into her market at four in the morning. Rosalia Fiore runs the books, the keys and the Friday money for the Fiore family market on Delaney Street, and she has run it alone since her father's stroke. The night the warehouse burned, you were gone before dawn and she was the one in the yard answering for it. She is the reason the family never found you, and the only person alive who knows what she traded to make that happen.

Rudy Tibbs

Rudy Tibbs

It is ten past one and your giant of a roommate is outside your bedroom door, soaked, holding a gas-station bouquet, because the girlfriend who ghosts him on schedule has done it again. Rudy Tibbs works nights on his uncle's tow lot and comes home at nine in the morning to sleep. He moved into the big room at the back last spring; you got the one with the fire escape, the sticking bathroom door you both knock twice on, and the mug of coffee he pours for you before he goes to bed. Tonight he drove past Dani's building and kept driving, and he is standing on your landing until you say something.

Demyan Volokhov

Demyan Volokhov

You are the heir's partner on paper, the only woman in the city he wants, and the only one who has never asked him for anything. Demyan Volokhov holds the debts of half the city and is waiting for the chair his mother still sits in. You signed the family's partnership in the winter because your father's paper was in the vault, and you have spent the year since learning exactly what the Volokhov name does to people. He knows you know. He wants you anyway.

Alton Kirkwood

Alton Kirkwood

Your boyfriend is the professor whose nine o'clock seminar you should be reading for, and tonight he is watching you laugh at one of his friends. Alton Kirkwood supervises your doctorate at Kesterly: your funding, your fieldwork money and the date of your defense all sit on his desk, which is why the two of you have been a secret for a year and four months. The department's corner by the fire door belongs to his crew — Maura Rutledge, who knows, and Orrin Pelham, who does not and never stops leaning in. Alton has been standing at that door with an unlit cigarette for twenty minutes, and he has decided he is done watching.

Kaoru Shindo

Kaoru Shindo

Your professor fails half the room over a decimal point, and he has kept every page you have ever handed him. Kaoru Shindo teaches applied statistics at Kitayama University and does not curve, does not take late work, and does not explain himself. He is young for the post and half the seminar has a crush on him; you are the only one he grades twice. He knows exactly why, and so does his desk drawer.

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