Overneighbors

3. Field sizes Traci up over their tepid coffee. "So what were you doing at the encampment?" Sips. "I sleep there once in a while. Melissa and Shamrock make me food and we talk and do things together." Casually, "you don't have anywhere else to go? Why do you stay with adults who aren't your guardians?" Field 🏑 fielding “It's just sometimes, I help out Elena and Tyler at the restaurant too. There's lots of places I stay.” "So what did you hear? You said you really didn't see anything except a dark person running away?" Fields knows he's probably not going to get anywhere but has to write ✍️ it down 👇 for posterity. "One shot popped off, I froze. The person split 🪓 really quick I barely saw anything. It was dark 🕶️🌑." "But you heard something?" Traci puzzles over how to say the things, "ee su eh droga? I think. It sounded like they were asking if those were their drugs. Which doesn't make s...

2. "Today Was A Good Day" bumps through the windows as Tyler rattles the jammed driver door open. "We gotta find Ngoc Ngoc." Traci stammers hastily as Tyler reclines back in the seat. "Whatta ya mean," Tyler queries, "you said Melissa wasn't there only Shamrock." "I know" Traci fumbles grasping for worry words, "but if she didn't come home maybe Ngoc Ngoc got held up by the same people who came after Shamrock." "You haven't been able to get ahold of her?" Tyler follows along. "Is there something I missed talking with the officers?" "I heard something else," memories drift out of Traci's afternoon nap, "there were alarms going off across the street, then the backfire from the studio." "In the middle of the night? Man, that's a hot corner they live on." Tyler thinks aloud. "You weren't running stuff out of there you weren't telling me about were y...

 Chapter 1 Interbay Pílula A yellow X crisscrosses the doorway of the makeshift grocery store pallet studio.  Two officers stand between Tyler and the turned-cold body hidden behind the frame. "It's not a kid is it?" Breathless, panicked, is all he can gasp. "Sir, this is an active crime scene, we have to ask you to please step back." Tyler paces the perimeter of the tape, horror show worst case scenarios playing out in his head. He approaches another officer he thinks he's familiar with. "Sir, excuse me, please, I think I might be able to provide some information about what happened here, but I need to know is the person who died a young kid? That's my friend, I'm looking for them and I haven't seen them all night." Offhandedly acknowledging Tyler, a badge with the name "Field" pulls him aside and rummages a notepad from a chest pocket. "Sir, if you have any information about what may have occurred here I'll take dow...