House Sitting Gone Awry
oraclebeyond
He hadn’t told anyone that he was going out of town aside from Davis from what he knew. No mention of any of his exes or anything. He probably told his job, but he didn’t know. Willie Watt was leaving for some quick job with big money somewhere in another city but would be coming back soon. Supposedly.
For Davis Dusk, everything was still very much up in the air. He was jealous for his friend for getting his record expunged. The whole world was open to him again in a way that Davis could never get. Murder and capture and attempted manslaughter tended to do that. He’d live with that but Willie had insisted on helping Davis out.
‘You can stay here’ he said. ‘It can’t be too good to live with your Mom again.’ She did feel more relaxed now that her son was out of the house, though still nervous over several other circumstances. Willie’s house wasn’t a bad place either. Guest rooms, a nice cozy place with food and a bed. He could vacuum, collect the mail and make sure nothing caught on fire. There was just one problem.
Replicant slagging Row.
He was right on the edge of the part of the city he hated. Right in a crowd filled with yuppies who would sooner slice off their own arms for some shiny new one when the arm had nothing wrong with it. It was loud, filled with dregs and morons and the overly rich. Even the people he had been forced to socialize with during his Dad’s elections hadn’t been crazy to lop off any appendage for some metal one that had a blue electrical gleam to it. Well, not a lot of them anyways.
He kept in touch with some of his old friends and paid with his trust fund. For now, he was enjoying some peace and quiet. He was away from Sable, away from Arkham, and away from any of the nutjobs and the monsters. For once in his life, he was fine.













