Delos Crossing was a generally quiet town. It didn’t get many visitors. It didn’t really deserve it, in all honesty; it was cold and small and didn’t have much to offer.

That’s why it was a bit surprising when a new face entered the store. Tyler walked through easily, as if he had been there a hundred times before.

“Hi,” he smiled politely as he approached, placing the soda cans on the counter. “Just this, please.”