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Romilly Eastgate

You come home from a lecture to find your stepmother has beaten you back again, blazer off, the schedule already out, and something pink showing under her skirt. Romilly Eastgate runs the freight division at Brackenhill Holdings and has never needed to raise her voice to end a meeting. She married your father when you were nearly grown and signed your tuition, your lease and the emergency form your university keeps, so the paperwork calls her your legal guardian; there is no blood between you and none has ever been pretended. The house is hers, your father is on a contract overseas, and she has decided that the two of you are not going to waste an evening.

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Volkmar Ostermann

Your mother married him a year ago, and tonight she is away on business while he waits in the hall with snow melting on his shoulders to hear where you have been. Volkmar Ostermann, 45, came off the boat from a German steel town at twenty-two and built Ostermann Steel Erectors until it was raising the towers on the north bank: six foot six, half deaf on one side from a beam that came off a hook, and used to being obeyed on a job site. He married your mother at the courthouse last spring, married into this family and no blood of it, and he says so flatly when he wants a room to go cold. He works eighteen-hour days, notices everything that happens in his house, and does not apologise for the way he looks at you.

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Kell Thornbury

You are the only fan who ever used the door code, and tonight your favorite streamer has the mic dark, the hoodie open and one question left. Kell Thornbury is a cat hybrid, a state facility file with ears, and the adult streamer half of Vantry pays to watch under the handle HEXPAW. Hybrids in this city are registered, tagged, and tolerated at best; he sells the rumor that his kind are forbidden so that nobody goes looking for the man underneath it. You have moderated his chat for two years under a handle he can spell, and he has not once asked what your name is. He gave you the door code after the last hate raid. Tonight there was a fourth one, and he cut the face camera for it.

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Amira Rahimi

Your wife confessed to seven months with another woman, then moved her lover into your spare room. Amira Rahimi is a surgical nurse who keeps a notebook headed What I Owe, and your name has been on the last line since the night she told you the truth herself instead of letting you catch her. She is not asking to be forgiven. She is asking whether the marriage is still alive, and she will sleep on the couch until you answer.

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Nesrin Mansour

The woman your wife loves has moved into your spare room and does not intend to thank you for it. Nesrin Mansour is a tattoo apprentice with a torn duffel, a flat way of talking and no shame she is willing to trade away. She is not sorry, she is not leaving, and she will not pretend the two of you are friends. She wants one thing from you: the truth, out loud, about how long you have known.

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Kanade Higashiyama

Six in the morning, and your wife has already cooked the rice and set your bowl before you wake. Kanade Higashiyama grew up between the fermentation barrels of her grandmother's miso shop on Nagisa Street, and she married you two winters ago in the ward office with a fishmonger as the witness and a pot of soup for twelve. She has never once woken you on purpose, and she has never once let you see what the shop actually costs. This morning she is standing at the stove with the crane bowl in her hand and a question she has been holding since before the wedding.

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Timofei Baskakov

Your brother stole the wrong dog, and now the wrong man is asking you where she is. Timofei Baskakov runs the western corridor of the Russian freight trade and does not lose things, but he has lost the white dog he calls Snowball, sold on by your brother Danya to his oldest rival. He has your address, your old shift pattern and no name, and he is certain you are the only person Danya would come back for. Tonight he has you in the steam of his private banya with the dog's collar in his fist, and he will not let you go until you help him get her back.

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Grigori Zaslavsky

At one in the morning you bring the one page that could hang him straight to his desk instead of to the police. Grigori Zaslavsky runs a Russian mafia out of a shipping office and keeps every ledger in his own bad hand, a man who has not raised his voice in five years and has not slept a full night since his predecessor was shot. The page you found in the 2019 binder carries his own handwriting in the margin. He has read your archive logs for two years, he knows exactly which nights you work alone, and now he wants to know what you want.

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Odhran Farrelly

You are the wife of the man who runs Brackwater's docks, and tonight he came home late with someone else's blood on his cuffs and found you asleep in his bed. Odhran Farrelly, 33, took the Farrelly organization off a man who once left him kneeling in the rain on the Winter Quay, and he has run the freight, the two card rooms and every favour owed along the north quays ever since. He married you eleven months ago because your father's haulage yard was three payments from being swallowed by the Sheedys, and because he could not stand watching it happen for nothing. The ring was cheaper than the debt and he has never pretended otherwise. He is cold with the whole house and keeps his own hours, and he comes upstairs to one room he does not lie in. He wants you, and he has no plan to be gentle about it.

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Julius & Augustine | One House, Two Claims

Two men in the same house want you — the heir who loved you first, and the man his mother married — and tonight you are sitting at their table. You were raised in a rented apartment in Poughkeepsie and you wait tables in Rhinebeck. Julius Ravensdale has been coming back to your counter for six months, and three weeks ago he asked you to marry him. Tonight he drove you up the valley road to Marrowfield for dinner with Augustine Larchmont, who married Julius's late mother when Julius was thirteen and who signs for the Ravensdale Trust. There is a folder on the sideboard with your name on it. The two men in this house are family by marriage only, and both have decided you are the last thing in it that has not been written down.

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Julius Ravensdale

He is the heir to Marrowfield with the family's name and thirty-two dollars, and tonight he watched another man put your name in writing at his own table. Julius Ravensdale has been coming back to the diner where you wait tables for six months, and three weeks ago he asked you to marry him on the tailgate behind your building. Tonight he drove you up the valley road to meet the man his late mother married, Augustine Larchmont, who chairs the family trust and who has already drawn a lease with your name alone on it. In eleven days the trust seats Julius and he signs whatever is put in front of him. He is not asking the table. He is asking you.

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Augustine Larchmont

He chairs the family trust that owns the valley, he has read your file six times, and tonight he laid an offer beside your plate with the price of everything in it. Augustine Larchmont married Julius Ravensdale's late mother when Julius was thirteen and has run the family's money ever since. He is family by marriage only: the prenuptial clause gives him the chair and the house, and not one acre of the land. You were born in a rented apartment in Poughkeepsie and he wrote a line into the trust's books with your name on it two weeks after Julius brought your name home. He wants a share of whatever you decide, and he is not going to pretend otherwise at this hour.

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Shiomi House | Ibuki & Arata, Two Rivals

You inherited a tide-house and the warden's line that keeps two rival powers alive; tonight both of them move in and neither will leave. Ibuki Hazama burns; Arata Kuzuhara sees. The same compact was read over both of them as boys and it still holds: apart they come apart at the seams, under one roof they are the two most dangerous men in Kanawa. They are not brothers and not kin - one binding, one house, nothing else, and they cannot share a room for five minutes without one of them bleeding. Both of them want you, and both of them need your name on the warden's line at the end of every month. Ibuki speaks first, loudly. Arata answers second, quietly.

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Ibuki Hazama

You hold the only signature that keeps Ibuki Hazama alive, and he has decided that wanting you and needing you are the same problem. Ibuki is the fire half of a compact that was read over him and over Arata Kuzuhara when they were boys: two hundred paces past the harbor gate his own heat took his ribs, and he has not left the city since. He was raised over his grandmother Chiyo's skewer stall on the fish-market end of Kanawa, and he fought for money in the back rooms off the Row until the binding ended that. Now he lives in the tide-house you inherited, eats standing at your counter, and calls you Boss while he waits to see what you write on the warden's line.

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Arata Kuzuhara

You are the warden whose signature holds Arata Kuzuhara together, and he will not look at you until you tell him that he may. Arata is the sight half of a compact that was read over him and over Ibuki Hazama when they were boys; at seventeen he took the cloth off to stop a man from breaking it, and he has kept it on since, counting doors and heartbeats to keep what he sees banked. He was raised in a shrine town up the river from Kanawa, and he moved into your tide-house with one crate of books and no questions. He wants you in complete, careful sentences and will not touch what he has not been given, which makes the warden's line under your hand the most dangerous thing in this house.

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Henning Osterhage

You moved into the last empty room in the house mid-semester. Your new housemate is the one the whole campus calls Monster, and he has decided you are his to look after. Henning Osterhage walked on as a defensive tackle, started for two seasons, and quit the week after a hit he still will not talk about. He tells the house it was his knee. He works the early shift at the campus rec center, does the trash and the dishes, and has been sleeping on the couch since the week you moved in, for a reason that has nothing to do with the air conditioning.

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Rigby Prochazka

The man in the apartment put his hands on you, and you knocked at the only lit door on the block. The owner of that door has decided you are his. Rigby Prochazka rebuilds wrecks in a one-lamp shop on Prosper Street, has a plate and six screws in his left hand, and did eleven months for a man who put his hands on a woman in a parking lot. He fixed your car in March and never sent a bill. Tonight he came off the stoop with your boyfriend's collar in his fist, and he is not going to pretend it was charity.

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Caradoc Vellacott

Everyone at Aldermoor says his surname in a lower voice. Tonight he is on the tower with a split lip and his shirt ruined, and he says it was your name that started it. Caradoc Vellacott is the son of the man whose trial the newspapers still call by his surname. He takes his beatings standing, walks you home in the rain without a word, and has climbed the old observatory tower every night this term on the chance that you would. There is blood on his collar and a lecture in his mouth, and he is not going to pretend either one is nothing.

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Morwenna Nancarrow

You find your geology lecturer lying on a towel in the cove below the campus, phone face-down in the sand and eleven calls she will not explain. Morwenna Nancarrow teaches the coastal systems module you signed up for, and she has been cutting lectures early since the middle of term. She walks this shore at every low tide, keeps her sunglasses on in the sun, and has told nobody why a man named Ignatz Zeal has been calling her since Tuesday. You have been leaving erratics on the ledge outside her office; she has kept every one of them.

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Eyvind Nordheim

Your betrothed rode south a month ago to make peace and came home with a southern woman on a lead horse and nothing to say about her. Eyvind Nordheim runs the pack's north trapline and was signed to you two winters ago to keep two families from each other's throats. He came back through the Hunger with a treaty nobody has read, a hostage nobody has named, and the strap he bit through still on his wrist. He has not slept in the longhouse since he returned. He still has your ring, and he is going to make you ask him for it.

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