There wasn't any music playing through the headphones. The lady heard it all. 

It was interesting how calm Blayne was she thought, until the last second, he got spilling a cup and just leaving. Why would someone care that much if the boy is quitting let him quit. 

The thought...

"Im turning in my notice." The kid said. Blayne was sitting behind his desk and he was in earshot of the woman.

"What uh..." Blayne sat looking at him, waiting for his face to crack into a smile. "Oh. Hahaha, yeah if you're out then im out."

"Im serious, I wrote it...

"You see them. The guys that checked in." Blayne said, slightly out of breathe he texted the kid. To meet at the spot. 

"Barely I was cleaning, with the linens." The kid said. 

It was weird Blayne thought he checked there before, and didn't see anyone. 

"They shouldn't be here."...

He liked to think of himself as the center. Not like the center of attention, but more, he tried to describe this to Blayne once.

"I feel like Im at the center of it all you know. Like everything must flow through me." 

"Like your the main character." 

"No different, more...

Blayne oscillated from feelings of panic and calm. A constant loop was running through his head. 

"Before a you engage with a target, you know, before a kill. You have to imagine yourself a cat, cats don't dive directly into the room. They watch and wait. They get closer, they...

"Danny grew up quick." A psychologist was explaining to his teacher. 

"He probably never had a role model. Or a care giver that was really... around lets say."

"But what about his uh, outbursts, will those go away?"

"Its hard to say... Uh. People like this sometimes its just a phase... Other...

Sometimes, but more and more lately, the kid would take a long break during lunch. People assumed always he was working somewhere else, he was clean shaven and young so people trusted him. 

He liked walking to the pier, in many ways it was better than being at the stupid...

They'd meet in the morning before their shift. To have a smoke, and check in.

"You hear any?"

"Danny, nothing."

"Me neither." The kid said and looked away. 

"You, think?"

"No, no way, nothing happened. This is how you do it." Blayne said, and made a motion with his hand going up and then...

Blake didn't check out, because  Imogen Howe gave him her phone number. 

It was the night of the attack his laptop was stolen, but she was worried about him. She cleaned up his head, and put on some anti-bacterial to prevent infection. Then she gave him her number. She said...

It was the way he asked. Like he already knew the answer, the question was more about if he could trust her. She dodged it well she thought. 

She hadn't seen them in a little, like 5 days. The guy who got rob still hadn't left. Now the kid was...