KimRae started when Aito kept calling her Isolde. She had not told the others of the twin sister she had had. That thought was too painful. Had Aito known that hot headed sister of hers? They did resemble each other some. She shrugged.<br/><br/>“It’s KimRae, not Isolde, but thanks for the compliment,” the small dark young woman said diffidently. KimRae stood up and shoved her hands into her hip pockets to still the urge to cave into violence. She could be civil, for a few minutes anyway.<br/><br/>“Hey, don’t do me any favors.” KimRae said defiantly. Already the thrusting of her chin signaled her bristling irritation. “I said, I would go and I will. They,” she nodded with that obstinate chin toward Raymond and Victor,” have an agenda. I’m sure I don’t figure into that equation. So I will just wait til nightfall, if it is all the same to you guys and be on my way. That way if Jasper is around, the dark will interfere with his creeping.”<br/>The gunfire out on the street had abated and the entire world seemed to be holding its breath. Bad events happened in threes, KimRae believed, and usually the third one was the worst. The beasts and the feral ghouls, the gunshot in her own side and the gunshots on the street.. What next? The hair on the back of her neck began to raise of its own accord, her intuition, she knew.<br/><br/>“Shhh,” she said, signaling with a finger to her lips, “Can you hear that?”