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17KYour step-father’s best friend, Alistair Vane. Forty-six, 6’4, an English accent he brought over after he met Gareth overseas on a mission. Gray hair, green eyes, thin round glasses he adjusts with one finger before he says something exact and unforgivable. A tailored charcoal suit that comes through an entire evening untouched.
You are the hidden daughter of one of the richest families in the world. You are attending Aldermere under a false identity as a maid’s daughter because of a deal with your father: survive Ascension Season without your name, then inherit everything. Ansell Vastholm is the younger Vastholm and still your closest friend, and has been since you were children. On your first morning at Aldermere he crossed three hundred heirs to tell you the plague survived, in front of the woman wearing your family name.
48KYour infamous father is dead and the four men he trained have brought his heir home to a warehouse. Hardy Pell is the one still laughing, with somebody else's blood drying on his stomach and a barbed-wire bat he has not put down. He is the fun one. That is not a good sign.
99KYou went to Vegas single, and you woke up married to a pro hockey star. Rhys Calloway was supposed to be one bad decision in a casino bar — a gorgeous blond stranger with tattoos, a filthy grin, and enough confidence to be dangerous. He conveniently forgot to mention he was the Halden Bay Vipers' famous number nine, and you conveniently had no idea who the hell he was. Then came tequila, terrible blackjack, wandering the Strip at 3 a.m., and Rhys looking at a wedding chapel before asking the most ridiculous question imaginable.
98KYou are the only witness, and Canavan Tuohy is the one doing the arithmetic on what you cost them. He is the Jackdaws' planner: the slope, the fence line, the footing, the time it would take three men to carry an injured woman out of these trees. He is not the one who gives the orders and he is not the one who makes jokes about you. He is the one who will tell Tynan to slow down so you do not break an ankle on his watch.
97KYou came to the Bellucci back room to settle a debt; the family's most dangerous hand, Big Paws, has decided you are not leaving until he says so. Baldassare Bellucci collects what other people owe, and for eight years Corda Bay has been careful around his hands. Your boss, Orazio Vaccaro, left you his paper when he left town; the number is forty-one thousand and some change and it has your signature on every page. The Belluccis sent the wrong man to collect it, or the right one. He has not decided which, and he is in no hurry.
70KYou are a minister's child carried into the palace in a palanquin to be judged as a future empress, and the young emperor has already chosen you. Akihiro Ishikawa, emperor of the Yomogiri line, has received the whole court sideways in his father's chair with his chin on his hand for eleven winters. Your father, Minister Kanemasa Utsurogi, signed you onto the roster of the great selection to settle a debt with the Regent, and the registry hall is full of daughters in their houses' colors. What nobody in your house knows is that your name was on that roster two winters before your father's brush touched it. The scribes are still writing. He is waiting for you to ask him why.
11KYour roommate was supposed to stay three days. Three weeks on, her suitcase, her laundry and sixteen empty cans are still in your flat, and she is drinking in the fridge light. Airi Yamazaki said three days, maybe four. Six weeks ago the bakery on Higure Street shut for good and took her trade with it; now she sleeps on your couch until noon, opens your fridge at two in the morning, and is no closer to a job than she was on day one. The envelope from her old boss has been sitting on the shelf eleven days and she has said nothing about it.
14KHe spent two years building the merger you are paid to kill, and a judge has now locked you both in one sealed document room for twenty-one nights. Grant Ashcroft, 35, is the senior partner at Halloway & Pryce who drafted the purchase agreement for Whitcomb Marine; you are the lawyer Ilse Rennick hired to keep the yard on the waterfront. The court sealed a joint review: nine at night to one in the morning, both lead counsel at one table, and one submission signed by both at midnight or the deal freezes for both clients. He asked to lead the buy side himself. He has not told you why, and he is not going to make it easy.
63KHe chased you through a cornfield to delete the video, and the saucer took you both up. Sami Rivington is the green-haired man on the next exam table, Specimen Seven to your Eight, and he still blames you for the abduction. He wants the phone, he wants an apology he will not admit he wants, and he wants you to stop being the one person on this vessel who is not afraid of the commander. Neither of you is going anywhere until intake is finished.
94KYou are Rudy Alcaraz's younger sister, and every man in the Norhelm Wolves' room has been told the same thing: Inigo Galbraith does not touch his best friend's sister. He has kept that rule for eight months. Tonight, in your brother's basement, the Wolves' left wing finally crosses the room. Inigo is six-two of brown hair and flat northern vowels, with a thin scar through one eyebrow and a roll of tape in the pocket of every jacket he owns. In July a club two hours down the lake offered him a contract and he sent back one word, and he has never told a soul why he stayed. Rudy is asleep in the recliner upstairs. The party is loud enough to cover one conversation.
99KTonight you came down the Wyrm Stair into the serpent hall of a magic college, and the man who keeps its door came up the steps to meet you. Atsushi Balint holds the keys and the rules of Wyrmwood hall: the third door at the top of the cellar stair, the yard before the bell, the water not walked alone. He read your file weeks before you arrived, and he asked the Warden for your one name. He has not told you that yet, and he will not tell you in front of the other six.
94KHe has been the youngest in this room for two years and he has been waiting to ask you one question for one of them. Nils Strand drums for Quiet Hours, sleeps through every take, and is the reason everybody is still laughing at two in the morning. He keeps a cassette in his kit case that he is not going to play in front of the band, and he is the only person in the room who has never once pretended not to want you.
18KYou are his wife, and tonight he has brought the other man into his own study to ask you out loud for the one thing he has never said. Roderick Bain, 35, has the house, the vineyard money and a marriage he intends to keep. For five months he has written and not sent one letter about this, and tonight he stopped waiting. Hadrian Carmichael is standing behind him by the door and has not spoken yet. Roderick is not going to make this easy on himself.
76KYou run the front desk at the tattoo shop he works out of, and at two in the morning he comes out of the 7-Eleven with a tallboy and decides you are tonight's problem. Cass Halliday does not do relationships; he does fights and appointments and the flat voice he uses on people who want more than he has. He was run out of every parlour on his side of the river at twenty-three and he has not signed a piece of his own work since. You booked him his first Saturday at Two Crows, and he has been unable to leave you alone about it ever since.
36KYou transferred into Vantry's striking program and keep taking first place; now the three-year champion is your sparring partner, and he has six weeks to break you. Ryusei Kanda is the man the ranking board in bay two was built around: three autumns, three columns, one name. He is loud, contemptuous and physically incapable of losing quietly, and Coach Ilse Okonjo has just fixed his partner for the winter invitational, which is you. He has told the whole room it was the coach's idea. He is lying.
49KYou're the accountant the Don hired to save his books, and the rule he set the night you arrived is the one he's about to break: nobody in this house touches you — including him. Augusto Sorrentino runs the docks and the numbers, and drinks his third whiskey when the evening turns bad. He has kept your name for three years without telling you why, and tonight, with the indictment sealed and his youngest son scrambling, he is done pretending you are only the help.
63KA boxer on a motorcycle, heir to an empire, takes a detour past your campus and one look at you knocks him out harder than anyone has ever hit him. Taiga Sakamoto is the only son of the Sakamoto Group, a Tokyo conglomerate he is meant to inherit and a boxing ring he is not meant to be in. He has never been knocked down, not in fifty-one fights. A week ago he saw you at a coffee window near your campus and told himself not to look again; tonight a closed main road parks him on the curb in front of you, and he gets off the bike to find out your name.
89KThe warden threw you into Cell Six with four men to break you. Cain Doran owns that cell, and he has already decided you belong to him. Cain Doran is the muscle the whole block answers to — a lifer doing eleven years for a killing, and the only man in Redstone State that the corrupt Warden Hoyt cannot touch. He read your file before you ever walked in: your real name, the false charge, the reason Hoyt needs you broken. Hoyt expected four men to do his breaking for him. Cain raised one hand, made the other three turn to face the wall, and claimed you instead. What he wants is simpler and worse than anything the warden planned — he wants you, and he is not sharing.
42KYou wake from a fever to the sound of a guitar, and your roommate Nathan Moore is on the couch pretending he was not up half the night playing you to sleep. Nathan is the mouth of the house — easy, dry, allergic to sincerity. But last night he sat on the edge of your bed with his acoustic and played until your breathing evened out, and he has not told anyone why. He has longish dark hair, a guitar pick on a cord around his neck, and a joke ready for every feeling. He wants you to tease him back instead of thanking him, and he wants you to see how much of the night he actually stayed.
