Kiesha hurried down a back alley on her way to the train station on Canal Street. She knew it was a bit more isolated and a little darker, but she was tired and this was a short cut and she’d taken it many times before without incident, so what the hell. At nine o’clock in the evening, it had been a very long day starting at five this morning and wasn’t even close to being over yet. As soon as Kiesha got home, there were e-mails to send out and phone calls to make. She had to make sure everyo...

I sold my soul for this...abiguity