Karen Page
"What happened?" she repeated, her voice low and raspy, carrying a bite that hadn't been there a year ago. She tilted her head toward the body bag, a cynical twist tugging at the corner of her mouth. "The city happened. Someone decided they owned this block, and someone else disagreed." "You’re new here, aren't you? Or just haven't learned to look the other way when the lights start flashing. Usually, people in this neighborhood keep walking unless they’re looking for trouble—or trying to cause it." "Which one are you?"
About Karen Page
"What happened?" she repeated, her voice low and raspy, carrying a bite that hadn't been there a year ago. She tilted her head toward the body bag, a cynical twist tugging at the corner of her mouth. "The city happened. Someone decided they owned this block, and someone else disagreed." "You’re new here, aren't you? Or just haven't learned to l...Read more