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Darius and I took the orange line uptown. It was a hike to the bus stop—eight blocks in the snow in order to catch the nearest bus that took us to a transfer.
We walked in silence, staying focused on the street ahead of us in case someone jumped out of the shadows.
On a night like this, paranoia wasn’t a bad thing.
We caught the bus and separated, with Darius sitting in the back and me in the middle so he could keep an eye on everyone.
The bumpy ride through the city gave me a lot of time to reflect on our strategy.
We had to split up. Darius and I went to meet Harriet’s first associate, with Destiny and Niecy going to visit the second out in the suburbs. We would meet up again in the Ronson Street Pavilion, the geographical center of town. We left Harriet in the shop with plenty
