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There,” I say, switching off the engine. “Welcome to my castle.”

Raven leans forward, examining the red brick building with its dirt stained walls and dust covered windows.

“Not much better than the warehouse,” he says, unbuckling his seat belt.

All of his movements are slow and deliberate, as if everything demands effort and concentration. He looks like a ghost, his skin blueish pale and still dirty despite the cleaning we did by the tap in the basement. He needs a good hot bath. We both do.

We go up to the fifth floor, stopping on each landing long enough for him to catch his breath. The elevator has been out of service since before I was born, if Mrs. Macintosh from the first floor was to be believed. Going up and down the five flights of stairs had seemed like a small price to pay in exchange for the low rent, but for Raven this is probably an exercise at the limit of his endurance.

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