Never had I so longed to possess the power of precognition. Were it the case, then I would have foreseen upon waking that by eleven o’clock, destiny had appointed this day and time to have me staring at the flaking, corporation brown gloss paint of another’s closed front
As an ardent student of Greek mythology, Jacky De’Ath had long ago concluded that the Moirai—the trinity of goddesses more commonly known as The Fates—had spun and fashioned their web of destiny so intricately and tightly that they would compel her to adopt a life of criminality.
[Trigger warning: physical and psychological abuse. Language]
Although only nine years of age and small framed, Jack was a sturdy and tough little character who appeared to possess an inexhaustible supply of energy and strength. As such, he was still of the age where this boundless get-up-and-go meant he needed
