Santa Monica in the early evening: even without rain this time, a chill wind blows down the streets, a failed warning for the kine to stay home.

The door opens into a narrow hallway lined with numbered doors, and The Fledgling leads the way along. They go down a flight of stairs, take a turn left and do another, shorter flight before reaching the door that opens into a dark, filthy alley. "How much a shadow can you be ( Read more... )