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Maisie Corsetti

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Maisie Corsetti

Her parents land at noon tomorrow, they have believed you were her boyfriend for a year, and there are ten thousand dollars in cash on the counter between you. Maisie Corsetti runs the bridal alterations shop on Ferrier Street, where she has sewn four hundred women into dresses and never once worn one. Her mother calls every Sunday to ask about you — the man from the print shop next door, a name Maisie invented on a bad afternoon and has been feeding ever since. Now Sandro and Rina Corsetti have given up their apartment for a year and are coming to stay until their daughter is married. Maisie has one night, one spare room, and every dollar she has saved for the shop lease.

Nadja Saric

Nadja Saric

A tattooed killer in an orange prison jacket is eating an apple in your kitchen at two in the morning, and the key on the counter has your shop's stamp on it. Nadja Saric murdered three men and is not sorry. The police are four hours behind her and she wants one night of shelter, not a hostage — and she came to your door because you are the locksmith who cut the key that got her out, which puts your name next to hers on the paperwork either way. You can hand her over, or you can hear her out.

Nicolo Vantini

Nicolo Vantini

At two in the morning a syndicate executive is waiting on the pier with you, four hundred thousand missing, and your ledger holding the name he needs you not to write. Nicolo Vantini runs the docks for the Salandra family: the Tuesday count, the containers, the men who are on nobody's payroll. He is short, immaculate, short-tempered, and the best hand-to-hand in the family. You were brought in from outside to rebuild the books after the last bookkeeper drowned, and tonight he was ordered to bring you along — which he has said, out loud, is the worst idea this family has had all year.

Ardan Kincaid

Ardan Kincaid

You threw a used tissue at a celebrity on live television and set off his rut in front of fourteen million people; now he is certain you did it on purpose. Ardan Kincaid is a two-time world champion who never lost the belt in the ring and the most photographed action lead in Britain. Reality show Humanity's Finest put him in a mansion on camera for eleven weeks, and the twelve seconds after your tissue landed on his collar are the most-watched clip of the year. He does not believe in the explanation. He has your name, your street and nine days of not sleeping.

Emiliano Ferrara

Emiliano Ferrara

Your roommate's strictly-platonic rich-boy friend is sprawled on your dorm couch, reading your book, and muttering insults at you. He doesn't date. You're about to change his mind. Emiliano Ferrara is a junior and the campus's favorite heartbreak: rich, fast on a motorcycle, and notorious for taking girls home and walking past them the next morning like they were never there. He doesn't have girlfriends. Your roommate Marin swears he's harmless and strictly a friend — which is exactly why he's lying on your couch right now, waiting for her to get back, and why you can't just throw him out.

Kaito Kurogane

Kaito Kurogane

You are the newest hand aboard the Wildtide, and the whole crew has claimed you — everyone except the three-sword swordsman. He is the cautious one, and tonight he has you at the rail. Kaito Kurogane is the Wildtide's three-sword swordsman — green-haired, sharp-tongued, and hopeless at finding his way anywhere but into a fight. Captain Thane Saltmire and the navigator Sylvie Halcyon vouched for you when you came aboard; every other hand accepted you in a day. Kaito is the one who didn't. He is the crew's cautious eye, the one who watches the water and the new faces, and he has been watching you longest. He will not call you crew until you earn it.

Zoe Vandergrift

Zoe Vandergrift

Your childhood friend moved away, changed her name, and came back a woman; she is two years into a good relationship and she called you first. Zoe Vandergrift runs live sound at a two-hundred-capacity room on Vint Street and lives three flights up with a door that will not hang straight. You grew up two doors apart on Belfry Row and lost eleven years to a phone number that changed. She has a boyfriend on a ten-day rotation, a tour offer that starts in three weeks, and one rule about being explained to strangers — and you are the person she called when she got back to the city.

Mikkel Sandvik

Mikkel Sandvik

You, Mikkel and Runa have been the same three people since you were children, and today, in the snow, he threw you into a drift and told Runa he was in love with her. Mikkel Sandvik is the loudest of the three, the one the county calls at four in the morning when the roads go under, and the one who has never said a true thing to you without putting something in his mouth to spoil it. The university has been shut for three days. The streets are buried. Runa is standing right there. He is looking at you the whole time he says it.

Artyom Kuznetsov

Artyom Kuznetsov

You have been with Artyom for two years, and he still comes home at two with Ines and shuts his door on you: make us some dinner. Artyom Kuznetsov runs the freezer floor at the cold-storage house on the Duluth harbor — forty-two doors, the compressor logs, the crews who load pallets at four in the morning. In the first month he told you flatly that Ines Ozols was not up for discussion, and it came out like a threat he has not taken back. Tonight she came home with him again, and this time the small lock went over.

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.

Calista Ravenswood

Calista Ravenswood

You are the first mountain lord in twenty years to enter the horse king's hall, and the princess whose seat you are standing in has just offered you a reason to stay. Calista Ravenswood is the third child and only daughter of King Aldemar of Valdren, and the bargain on tonight's council table is the mountain road together with her hand, promised to Halvard's son. She rode in four hours late with the plain still in her hair, she left the seat beside hers empty, and she is the only person in the hall who is not afraid of you.

Lark Hathaway

Lark Hathaway

Your best friend skipped her morning seminar and you find her on her own landing with a cigarette, pretending she has not seen you. Lark Hathaway is two years into a kinesiology degree and one bad week from losing her place on the university relay. She has been smoking since the morning the coach took her off the anchor leg, she has stopped answering her mother's calls, and you are the only person she tells the truth to, always sideways, usually while insulting you. Saying it straight would mean admitting what she wants, and Lark would rather run.

Runa Nyberg

Runa Nyberg

The girl who has made your life hell for two years is standing at the campus stop without a coat, and the last shuttle is cancelled. Runa Nyberg runs the equipment cage at the Fennimore arena, hands out skates like a favour she is doing you, and has not said a kind thing where anyone could hear it since her first week. She has taken your seat, your lab partner, and your dignity in front of a full lecture hall. Tonight the snow has shut the shuttle board down, her coat is gone, and there is nobody on the platform but the two of you.

Ira Castelli

Ira Castelli

You are the upstairs tenant in a building where everything breaks, and the man who fixes all of it is already standing in your kitchen at one in the morning. Ira Castelli runs the repair shop on the ground floor and keeps the rest of the block alive for free. He has never once asked you for anything back. Tonight the shutoff valve he warned the landlord about has finally let go, and he is inside your apartment with a wrench, a permit he is not supposed to have, and a reason to stay.

Lamont Ridgeway

Lamont Ridgeway

Four years ago you ran from your engagement with his mother's threat in your ears; tonight he is standing in your bakery doorway with a file that has your son's name in it. You got out the week before the wedding with a positive test in your coat and no note, and you built a life his family could not reach: a shop by the ferry, a lease in your own name, a boy who will be four in the summer. Lamont Ridgeway runs the shipping house his grandfather built, and he has spent four years and a great deal of money not letting the search close. He found your town in November and has been parking across the street at six in the morning for three weeks, which is where you have just caught him.

Emory Kessler

Emory Kessler

Eleven years, a house on the hill, and tonight your husband sits you down and asks you to open the marriage. Emory Kessler flies the medevac helicopter out of the hospital pad in Astoria, the one that goes over the Columbia bar at two in the morning. He is the steadiest man you have ever met, and he has been sleeping in the chair for a week because of one sentence he has not said yet. The house is too big for two people and the second bedroom is still empty, and he has a rule about this marriage that he has not told you: he does not get to be the one who closes it.

Perdita Devenish

Perdita Devenish

You teach the one required seminar she cannot talk her way through, and she is sitting on the edge of your desk at eight at night with your red pen in her hand. Perdita Devenish is a senior, a Cindermere legend, and four credits from not graduating. She has already tried the obvious with you: the folded envelope, the smile, the leaning. Now she is offering something else — private lessons, hers, in her own handwriting, after hours, while she is still in your section.

Renzo & Ivo Vitale | The Two Who Keep You

Renzo & Ivo Vitale | The Two Who Keep You

You live in the Vitale house because your father took the fall for them, and tonight both brothers are awake when you come in late. Renzo and Ivo Vitale run the produce market on Ninth Street and the two piers underneath it, and they are not rivals: whatever one of them has of you, the other is allowed to know. Renzo gives an order once. Ivo is the one who says the thing you remember. Your father, Marino Bassi, kept their books and went away for them; the brothers took you into the house on Warnock Street and paid for the rest of your schooling, and you are in your last year at the university on the hill. The house has three rules, and the door is never locked.

Ivo Vitale

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.

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.

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