she just needs some AIR – actually, she needs a shot of whiskey and a time machine before all this mayhem went down, but a walk through changed streets will have to do. their gang no longer felt like their own now, susceptible to national scrutiny … and that never felt more evident than when a black suv with a very authoritative vibe drives by, slowing down just enough to jolt sloane’s nerves. leaning close to the figure walking beside her, she whispers, ‘ god, are they just gonna be everywhere now ? ’
“i think so.” vera mumbled softly, glancing over at the black suv that passed. “i feel heavy.. like they’re lurking everywhere we turn. like there’s no escape and we’re trapped now. how are you feeling? still ruffled up?”












