Yeah, I create who they are, but after that, they tell me how they react in any scene. And it should be noted... Those guys can be evil fuckers.-Observations by Mac Two days later...Tommy rolled over in bed and scowled at his clock. Fuck, he’d only been in bed forty-five minutes. Why was he awake now?He squinted at the barely dawning light trying to light up the window. Probably because it was morning for the rest of the world, even if it felt like years since he’d gotten a full night’s sleep. They’d moved Ryder to his new facility early this morning, and Tommy had come home and crashed. He rolled over to go back to sleep, but stilled when a loud thump came from the store. No. He couldn’t have forgotten to lock the front door again, could he?Rubbing a hand over his face, he levered out of bed and slipped on some sweat pants. Ampersand squinted at him with sleepy eyes from the foot of the bed. As he padded down the steps from his loft space into the store below, he peered into the dark.
