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           The subway would be crowded, no one wanted to walk in the rain that was coating the city. Draven had his hood up, although, it didn’t do much as it was now soaked as he made his through the crowd and onto the train that had pulled up to the station. Posing himself near the door and against a pole there, glancing around the train as he pulled his hood down and tugged his pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. There was a no smoking sign just behind him and several other places on the train, but Draven didn’t care, even though someone coughed loudly as he lit up the thing and they gestured to the sign behind him. Dray snorted, shifting away from the person but not putting out the cigarette. 

              Today was a simple mission, there was a pawn shop across town that had come upon something one of his many employers was interested in, somehow Draven became the pick up and delivery boy, but hey, he got part of the cut and really didn’t have anything else to do that day. A chill went down his spine and he shook it off, instinctively glancing about the train once more, a bit slower, he felt eyes on him--- taking another drag of his cigarette, ignoring the man who made another comment about it.

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     The television was the only thing that really cast any sort of light in the room, heavy drapes being drawn shut to keep out the sickeningly bright red neon sign outside the room which read the name of whatever piece of shit hotel he’d managed to get into for half the ninety bucks he had on him, the rest had been spent on some take out which sat scattered across the table at which he sat, having pushed it further against the wall so that it was closer to the window for a better vantage point. Every once in a while Dray would lean back in his chair to pull the curtain back enough to glance outside, as if he were waiting for someone, it was that, and to check on the black crow which had positioned itself a top the office sign just down the walkway from his room.

     Setting his chair back down the man scooped up the pack of cigarette’s, popping one out to place between his lips, striking a match off the matchbox he’d gotten from the hotel office, Draven lit his cigarette before shaking the match out. A light tap at his door caused his muscles to tense up, eyes darting over to the door before he stood, taking a drag and exhaling through his nose before he moved over to the door slowly and glanced through the peep hole. Sighing he unlocked the chain and threw the door open, assaulted by the harsh neon and fluorescent lights Draven hugged a breath before he tossed the door open in order for the person to enter if they could catch the door before it swung shut. “I’m surprised you actually came--” He said through his inhale of nicotine as he moved back to his spot at the table.

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The tall slender man grunted lightly, shifting the weight on his shoulder as he hauled his neatly wrapped package towards the edge of the levee. The manner in which he heaved the body closer to where he was dumping it gave away how frequently he did this sort of thing. Which was often, a hired dumper, not the most glamorous of professions but he was good at it. Plus the cash was nice, it wasn’t, however, his main trade. Any other day he would have been robbing a bank to hold him off for a while, a small store, the people who didn’t need it as much as he did. That was his excuse anyways, so far it was working.

Another grunt emitted from his chest as he pushed the body further up on his shoulder for better grip, a few more steps and he was heaving the black mass off his shoulder. The body fell swiftly towards the racing waters below, making a half rotation before actually hitting the water and being swept away. Draven stood there watching the body for a moment before he straightened his posture and cleared his throat, shifting back a step or two.

He was lost in thought, his mind half way down the river by now, it was the loud caw from his crow that pulled him back, the soft swish of the birds wings making Draven turn to see what danger the bird would be moving away from. Draven wasn’t expecting company but that didn’t mean someone couldn’t have come upon him.

Glancing around he caught sight of someone, a small huff leaving his lips before he nodded, the man wasn’t sure how long they’d been standing there but he was going to play it off no matter what. “Hey, nice night, huh?” He questioned, turning back around to his vehicle, shutting the trunk and moving towards the drivers side of the car, fishing with his keys to seem nonchalant.