A few hours later, Conor was startled as he walked up to his new apartment to see the workers moving things back into the truck. “What’s going on guys? Did the code not work?” “No Mr. Brantley. Some woman is in there yelling about speaking to the owner and that we shouldn’t be moving furniture during business hours. Honestly, I think she is cracked, but she was threatening to call the cops if we didn’t leave.” “There is a woman in my house, and she wants to call the police?” “Yep. Crazy lady at that. she pushed her way past us as soon as we unlocked.” “Then why didn’t you call the police?” Conor asked, bewildered as he pulled out his own phone. He began to dial the emergency number but called Parker instead, “I need you at my place asap. Someone is causing trouble.” “I will be there in five.” Conor then went ahead and dialed the emergency number. Crazy lady wanted the police, so why not. After he was assured police

Northern Targu Province, City of Velyki - Home of Dragon Corporation and Temple of Abraxas : Kerrigan Lokir's POV             Kerrigan hated winter. The three months of deep cold drug by slowly and the snow made travel outside of Velyki challenging, if not impossible. The local mayor did a decent job of keeping the roads in town clear and salted, but any of the routes out of town became very hazardous to travel. The trains were about the only thing that could get in these days, and it was increasingly rare for them to have a passenger car. Most of their cargo space was reserved for bringing in the essential goods to keep the city alive. Even the airport shut down for most of the winter