She smiles a little, slowly shaking her head. “Why me?” I ask, curiosity getting the best of me. She rises, elegant like a cat, a gold chain dripp...ng from her small waist. She is groomed to perfection, walking toward me.“I have seen you,” she says, craning her neck to look up at me. Behind the mask, her eyes are a cloudless sky blue. If she has seen me, I must know who she is, but I cannot figure it out. Being a builder on many projects, I have met many wealthy citizens, perhaps too many to. "How's business today?"Brik shrugged, "eh, not as great since that shooting a couple months back, but the warm weather is pulling the people out, so it ain't too bad."Angel nodded knowingly, "the girls making much?" Enough to keep the wrath of the heavens from raining down."Angel saw the irony to his statement, and acknowledged it with a slight chuckle.As a few more people entered the club, Angel sighed, "well, I should get in." Make it rain sweetheart."Angel let out a loud laugh before walking. “Lucky him! Who did you think I was – I can be anybody you want?” I said.Giggling she said, “You look a lot like my older brother. He told me he couldn’t make it to my graduation. When I first saw you, I thought you were him, I’m sorry?”“So am I, my name is Danny – Daniel Hilts.”The only name that popped in my head was the stupid character name of Steve McQueen in THE GREAT ESCAPE?“So, who are you here to see today, Danny?” my sister asked with a delightful lilt in her voice.“I think the smart. Not that he was ugly or a slob, but the idea of having sex with him didn’t interest her. Tracy wondered, Do guys have to go through this?Fate would intervene for both of them.Tracy had a waitress job downtown. It was only a couple of bus stops and then a walk for a block or so to return home. One night, after a busy shift, she walked the short distance from the bus stop to where she lived. She heard gunfire in the distance. I need to get out of this place, she thought. A split second later, she.