It’s not every day you have the leader of a local gang protect you.

The afternoon was quiet, the sun fully set and the streets cold and nearly empty. You knew you shouldn’t walk out at such an hour, but you had no ride back to your apartment. What you didn’t expect was to get tugged into the alley your back pressed to the wall and a hand cupped softly over your mouth. Ash presses a finger to his lips, quieting you, and eyes a group of armed men walking past, a disgusted look on his face.