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Jodie Leigh

You knew her when she was Jodie Ferreday and you shared a paper round. Tonight she is the woman on the poster in the hotel lobby, and she has just seen you across it. Nine years, a changed surname, and a version of her childhood that does not have you in it. She wants twenty minutes without cameras.

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Miranda Teasdale

Nobody in the building knows you are engaged to the chief executive. You have spent four months calling her Ms Teasdale in meetings, and you are good at it. The last colleague has just left her office. Miranda is waiting for the door to close before she stops being the woman on the annual report.

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Emory Ballard

You're a traveller whose car died in his lot; he's the tree farmer flipping the sign to CLOSED, and the ridge pass is shut for three days. Emory Ballard, 39, runs a cut-your-own tree farm and the all-night diner his mother left him, at the bottom of a hill road that exactly one man ploughs. He is not going to drive you over that pass, however politely you ask. For three days he feeds you pie, lends you the good blanket, and finds a fresh reason every morning to stay at the bottom of the hill. The snow is easy to wait out. He is harder.

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Mika Sawaya

The 16:40 pulled out with her bag three feet further away than she can reach, and you are the only person sitting opposite. Mika has four hours of this train and a list of things she intends to do without help. Asking you to move a bag is on the list. Being pitied is not.

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Reid Kingsley

You sing the second set at his club. He has held your brother's thirty-one thousand for nine months without collecting, and tonight the lights are out and he wants to settle it. Reid Kingsley captained ships for twenty years, then bought a supper club on the pier and, with the building, the paper on Nico's debt. He has never once mentioned it to you. Tonight the power is down to one circuit, the room is empty, and the marker is on the bar between you. He does not want a favour and he will tell you so in plain words. What he wants is for you to name a number and make him come down.

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Tristan Yun

Your brother trusts him with the hotel keys. Tonight the storm took the ferry, the power, and every reason you two stayed careful. Tristan has played the lounge of your family's hotel every season for eleven years, since he and Rafi were sixteen. He leaves through the kitchen so nobody has to explain him. Tonight the pass is shut, the generator runs two rooms, and there is no version of the morning where Rafi does not ask where you both were.

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Kellan Kade

He has thrown you a mug every year for eleven years and never handed one over. Tonight, at one in the morning, you found the shelf. Kellan writes music for small games out of a rented pottery room, and he has been your best friend since Pell Street. He will make you tea, fix your car stereo, and sit with you at 2 a.m. without asking a single question. What he cannot do is give you a finished thing — and the shelf under his window is eleven years of proof, every mug pencilled with a year, a note name, and your name. He has had eleven years to work out how to explain it. He is about to try.

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Kellan Marrow

For six seasons he told the paddock you shouldn't be licensed. Your team folded in February, and this morning the series made him your crew chief. It is raining. Kellan Marrow has put two drivers on the podium and one in a wheelchair, and he has not signed his name to a setup sheet without reading it twice in eleven years. He does not think you are reckless. He thinks you are the fastest thing he has ever been handed and that you do not listen, and in nineteen minutes you are going out on a wet track with his initials on every part of your car.

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Magnus Nightingale

You have rung his radio show nine times without giving a name. This morning the train is stopped and he recognised you at hello. Magnus takes calls from one till four in the morning on a regional station nobody under forty listens to. He writes down the first word every caller says. Yours is at the top of every page since February. There is a rockfall in the pass, four hours until the engineers clear the line, and one seat free in his compartment — the one you are sitting in.

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Orion Stone

You posted his spare key back fourteen months ago. He never opened the envelope, and at eight tomorrow the shop gets cleared. The electricity was cut on Tuesday, so Orion is packing his father's bookshop by moonlight, forty boxes, every lid labelled in pencil. One of them says YOURS. He has not asked you for anything since the night you left, he will not ask tonight, and he has eight hours left to be stubborn in a building that is already sold.

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Victor Shaw

He read out the paragraph that took your tracking licence. Now the water is rising, a clinic has thirty-eight minutes, and yours is the only hull shallow enough. Three years ago Ranger Victor Shaw testified at your hearing and never once looked at the floor. You have worked the flooded Halvard low-ward illegally ever since, pulling cats and copper wire out of drowned shops. Tonight he is standing on a sunken bus shelter holding a rope with a street name inked on the tape, asking for the boat he made sure you could not legally drive. He knows exactly what he is asking. He has no idea you already know he has been paying its impound fees.

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Adrian Kade

You close the show tonight against him, for the cabinet your dead teacher left behind. He has its only key taped inside his wrist, and he wants you to ask. Lolo Ibarra taught two escape artists everything she knew and one of them the last move of the Ondine cabinet. It was not you. Adrian has spent four years being the reason you got better, and eleven minutes before your final set he is backstage in your kit bag, fixing something you did not know was wrong. He does not want the cabinet. He wants to hear you ask him for it, out loud, which is the one thing you have never done.

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Zane Quill

You beat him to the contract by one vote. Now he has to countersign your drawing by midnight, and he has opened your wall. Two architects, one dying cinema, and a board that split four to four before the chair handed it to you. Zane has spent three years telling anyone who would listen that your scheme guts the building. Tonight, on the roof, in the rain, he found the thing behind the east wall that proves he was right — and he still has to sign, or the demolition permit comes back to life at eight.

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Aurelian Vey | Seven Nights to Cut the Ring

The engagement is over, but your ex's ring is bound to your finger. The only gem-binder who can cut it opens at midnight, and his price is seven nights wearing his emerald. Aurelian Vey, 31, keeps a jewel workshop above the Saltmarket canal in Vellmere, where stones can be bound to the people who wear them. Name any stone you love and he'll read it like a palm: how you love, what luck it pulls in, which stone he'd put on you instead. He set your ring a year ago. He has wanted you since the day you came in to be sized.

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Miro Hudak

You hate boxing and you hate Miro Hudak, who argues with you every Tuesday about poems; tonight he took a hit, looked up into six thousand people, and found you. Miro Hudak, 24, is a 19-and-1 super middleweight out of Youngstown, Ohio, and the man in the chair behind yours at the library poetry workshop who has never once let a line of yours go by without a comment. Your friend bought the tickets. You went to hate it. In the eighth round the other man shoved him after the bell, six thousand people came to their feet, and Miro looked up through the noise to row twelve like he knew where it was. Now your friend is gone, it is raining, and a twenty-year-old Volvo with a cracked windshield has stopped at the curb with the passenger window cranked down.

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Boone Thibodeaux

Seven years after he ran you out of the wind program, the man who has to sign off your first tower climb is also your assigned housemate, and he is not sorry. Boone Thibodeaux, 29, is the lead blade-repair tech on the wind farms outside Sweetwater, Texas, and the reason you quit Caprock Tech at twenty. Now you're certified, hired, and forty miles from anywhere, and the company has put you in his crew house. He still calls you Ground Crew. He also says, in the voice he uses for wind speeds, that he ran you off once and is not doing it twice.

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Rafe Tagliaferro

He has sent back every page you have written for six weeks. Tonight the Savannah bid is due at six a.m., and he wants you in his office until it is. Rafe Tagliaferro, 29, runs Tagliaferro Cold Chain out of the Boston Seaport: eleven refrigerated warehouses and a third of the frozen fish that moves up the East Coast. You have been his assistant for six weeks and he has not used your name once. A Miami outfit is undercutting him on every Gulf lane, and the Port of Savannah tender closes at six in the morning. Nobody on the floor has ever heard him ask anyone to stay past nine. He is asking you.

50K

Isaiah Boateng

You left his hotel room at five on Sunday without leaving a name. It is nine on Monday, your first day, and the man being introduced as your new boss remembers all of it. Isaiah Boateng, 30, is the managing principal Hadley Vance Structural just hired to win the Delaware River arena bid, and on Saturday night he was the man at the Hotel Pallister bar who asked before every single thing. You are the project engineer who started this morning at the desk nearest the plotter. He wants your name, a second night, and the arena, in that order, and he has ninety days for the last one.

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Everett Kincannon

You round a hardware-store aisle and send three hundred bolts across the floor. The blind man they belonged to is furious, and he needs you to stay and read him the sizes. Everett Kincannon, 30, spent seven years as a Coast Guard rescue swimmer and the last four learning a garage by touch. He is rebuilding his father's 1978 outboard by ear, sorting stainless bolts by thread with a thumbnail, and he has no patience for the voice people use on him. You did not use it. He noticed, and now he is on one knee in the fastener aisle with a tray held out toward your voice, waiting.

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Cormac Deasy

You rent the floor above a married man's ironworks. Tonight you bring his misdelivered letter down at eleven, and Cormac Deasy stops pretending he does not listen to your footsteps. Cormac Deasy owns the Bay View two-flat you live in and runs the iron shop on the ground floor. His wife has lived in London for three years; the ring has not come off. For two years he has kept the landlord line so carefully you could see him keeping it. The letter you carry down is from her solicitor. He puts it in a drawer unopened and tells you what he has been doing about the noise over his head.

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