The voice in Carl's radio was sleepy. "I heard a scream on the street! Maybe i should call for police, do you see what's happening there?"<br/>Karen, the lady from the leasing office was a rather phlegmatic person. Still, she put her radio away, likely to go and investigate. The office was just a block away from here, in a nice modern glass building that would be an oven today if not for air-conditioning.<br/><br/>In Tammy's work, the boss was very pedantic about uniforms. Both mr. Keys and his wife were pretty much obsessed with neatness and cleanness, as well as punctuality, health, smiling nicely to customers... The list gone on. She'd have just a short walk to work, right under the green willows of the Sparrow street.<br/><br/>"Noooo! Somebody help me, don't let them take me!"<br/><br/>Tammy could hear the voice right around the corner. Only three short steps and she would see the violent scene going on in the middle of the street.<br/>