Rikki Six Tory Lane [UPDATED]

Rikki didn’t move. Sympathy was a debt with compound interest. But the girl looked up, directly at the fire escape, as if she could see through the shadows.

The rain seemed to pause. The hum of the city’s underbelly faded to a held breath. rikki six tory lane

She pressed the detonator.

"Rikki Six," the girl whispered. Not a question. A fact. Rikki didn’t move

The girl’s eyes—those borrowed, haunted eyes—filled with tears. "More than the grid. More than her own existence." directly at the fire escape