As soon as the door had slammed shut behind her, she kicked off her shoes and swung her bag onto the sofa in the next room. "Hello? Anybody home?" She called across the house from her wavering stance in the hallway. When there was no reply she ran up the stairs and straight into her dark, musky room, launching herself onto the bed.
Reaching over to her stereo and switching it on, the girl gave life to The Clash's "London Calling" and picked up the rolled joint on her bedside table. After lighting it, she fed it through her lips and took a long drag before a deep exhaled sigh.
The teen put her hand to her forehead and covered her eyes, enjoying the rarity of relaxation. Taking another hit, her eyes still closed, she heard the familiar squeaky tone of her door open and spluttered out the smoke in a coughing fit.
"Hey, monkey." She managed to spit out as she tried to wave away the smoke and hastily left the room, taking the seven-year-old along with her by the hand.
"What were you doing, aunty Em?" The little girl asked innocently.
Em had already reached the bottom step and so grabbed the little girl and swung her around until she reached the ground, causing a cascade of giggles to ricochet off the hallway walls.
"Where's Mrs S, Kira?" Em asked, ignoring the previous question.
A little finger pointed to the kitchen and so Em quickly grabbed Kira's coat and shouted, "We're going to the park, S!", before hurrying the girl out the door to avoid a gruelling confrontation with her foster mother.
"Put your coat on, monkey. It's freezing!" Em told her niece as they swayed on the swings. Kira obediently did as she was told and then hopped back onto the swing. "What did you do at school today?"
Kira pouted as if in deep thought, making Em smile, before carefully articulating her answer, "We learnt more maths and I read two books!" Em raised her eyebrows to show how impressed she was, "And then we had to draw pictures of our family for parents evening."
Em sighed and looked at her feet, "What did you draw, monkey?"
"I drew all of us standing outside Mrs S' house. Me, mummy, Uncle Felix, Mrs S and you."
After a few more swings in silence, the little girl spoke up again, "There's a boy who laughed and said that I had drawn an imaginary family. Because they haven't seen mummy pick me up from school." Kira finished and stared at her aunt.
Em sighed, defeated; as much as she cared for her older sister, she hated Sarah for having left Kira and for making Em have to explain to the girl that her mum might never come home. "Well, how about I get Uncle Felix to come with me when I pick you up from school sometime this week, yeah? We'll do until mummy comes home, won't we?" She smiled at the little girl, pushing her swing a little to prompt a smile from Kira.
"When is mummy coming home?" She asked through her giggles.
Em swung back and threw herself off the swing, landing in the crunchy gravel perfectly, and spun to face her niece, "I don't know, monkey. Soon I hope." She said, holding her arms out to the little girl who willingly jumped into them, before lowering her to the ground and giving her a cuddle.
"I miss her," She heard Kira's muffled whisper and her eyes began to sting.
"Me too, monkey." She replied, pulling the little girl in closer to her.
Painting always controlled Felix's emotions, it could relax him, take him off to another world full of colours and shapes but it could also turn him on, especially when Teddy was around, the inspiration behind the majority of his phallic designs.
"Mmm, beautiful Teddy. Have you been working out?" He asked suggestively whilst painting the naked portrait of the overweight black man.
His muse was soon broken when he heard the familiar ringtone of his phone and so rested his brush and plucked the mobile from the coffee table before plunking himself next to the naked man on his couch.
"Hello?" His soft voice rang.
"Fe?" The rough, British-estuary accent, of which both he and his sisters possessed, sounded through the other end of call. He sprang up from his seated position immediately.
"Sarah?!" He asked almost desperately, although he knew he was correct.
"Hey, Fe," Her voice sounded strained but he could tell she was okay. "I'm back."
"Holy shit, Sarah! Where are you?"
"Meet me at Bobbi's, yeah? Now please, Fe." Her urgency was more than enough to make him sprint around the loft picking up his clothes and shooing Teddy out the door.
"I'll be there as soon as I can." He rushed, pulling on his shirt. The line went dead and he dropped his phone, pulling on his jeans. "Toodles," he waved slightly at the man leaving his apartment.
Straightening his coat in the mirror, Felix caught his flustered countenance and tried to calm himself, "She's back, she's fine. Everything's okay." Then hurriedly, he left the loft and headed for the bar a few blocks away.
He spotted her straight away, sitting on the counter in the dim-lit bar. Strutting towards her, Felix leant towards her long, dark hair, "Oh my God, you look like crap." He stated before she spun around, beaming at him and began showering him kisses amongst their loving embrace.
"But seriously. Ew, alright." He feigned disgust, pushing her away.
"How's life, Felix?" She asked, tilting her head back.
"This long, no see? You don't get to know."
Sarah laughs, "I didn't miss your birthday, did I?" Pulling on his coat.
"No, I know. It's totally pedestrian, the only reason I'm here."
Once they had found a table and ordered himself a Guinness, Felix started his questioning, "So, how's Vic the Dick?"
Sarah half smiled, "Yeah, I hit him first this time," She leant forward and reached towards her bag, but still maintained eye contact with him, "With an ash tray, so, he's a little blue." Finally her head cocked to the side and Felix followed her fingers, revealing a clear bag holding a white substance.
"Coke?" He asks.
"It's Vic's. Think you can flip it to one of your Bay Street blow boys?"
Felix sighs, "You have no idea what that will cost me,"
Sarah furrows her brow, "I'll give you 20%."
"I wasn't talking about my cut, Sarah, I was talking about my pride! What are you up to?" He eyes her suspiciously.
She looks at him determinedly, "I'm here for Kira, Fe."
"After what happened? You really think Mrs S is gonna let you take her?"
Sarah shakes her head, "She's my daughter, she's gonna have to."
Felix stares at her intently, "You've been gone for almost a year, Sarah. I'm not judging, I'm just saying, alright?"
Sarah sips at her drink, "Yeah, so I'm back on the run. A usual Sarah shite storm. And on that note, something really weird just happened at the train station." She looked into her drink.
"What?"
She took a deep breath, "I saw a girl kill herself."
"Ew." Felix scrunched up his nose, "A jumper?"
"Yeah and she looked…exactly like me, Felix." She waited for his response.
Smiling, he tilted his head, "What you mean?" She pulled out her bag and held a small black purse before rummaging inside it, "Oh, you robbed her body…"
"No! She left her bag on the platform." Sarah explained and then pulled out a driving licence, holding it up to Felix.
He took it from her eager grasp and sighed before noticing that the girl in the photo did, in fact, look exactly like Sarah, "Okay, that's weird."
"Yeah, you think?"
He looked at it closely so he could read the name, "Elizabeth Childs. It's you with a nice haircut."
She smiled, "And a nice address. What the hell, Fe, did I have a twin sister?" She asks, exasperatedly.
"Well now, when you're a poor little orphan, foster wretch, anything's possible. Or so we tell ourselves." He hands her back the card.
"I've got to go up to her flat," Sarah smiles, slotting the card back into the purse.
"Yeah, to find out who she is to rob the rest of her shit." Felix sighs.
Sarah rolls her eyes and starts to pack up all her stuff, "Try and get 20K for it, yeah?"
"Alright, fine. What about Vic?" Felix asks, slightly worried about his sister's abusive ex.
Sarah downs the rest of her drink before getting up to kiss her brother's cheek, "I'll call you."
"Okay," Felix almost whines as he watches Sarah leave, wondering how soon he will actually hear from her again."
"Go and say goodnight to your auntie, love." Em hears Mrs S' thick Irish accent from the kitchen whilst she is momentarily distracted from her book.
Within the next instant, Kira has run over to her and presses her hand on the older girl's cheek. "Goodnight Aunty Em." Em sits up and grabs her niece, setting her on her lap and tickles her.
"Goodnight, monkey. Love you," Em says, kissing the girl's cheek.
Kira's laughter slows and she manages to speak, "Love you too."
Em lets her go and watches Kira join hands with a waiting Mrs S and ascend up the stairs. But before too long, her peace is interrupted.
"I got a call from school again today, only this time they wanted me to confirm that I got the letter informing me about your suspension." Mrs S tells Em as she stands opposite the teenager's lounging form on the couch.
Em rolls her eyes and throws her book onto her lap, crossing her arms, "Well, what do you want me to say?"
"Sit up straight," Mrs S moans at Em who slowly obeys, "I want to know where you have been for the past few days whilst skipping school.
"Emma Manning, you will look at me when I'm speaking to you!" S shouts when the teenager doesn't reply.
"I was out."
"Maybe if you adjusted your attitude, young lady, that school might just grow on you." Mrs S exclaimed.
"There's nothing wrong with my attitude. I don't like school." Em retorted quietly as she stood from the sofa, eager for sleep.
"Well, that's too bloody tough, Emma. Because whilst you're living under my roof, you have to go."
"No, S! I'm not like any of the kids at that school. I shouldn't be there!" Em pipes up, getting more aggravated when her foster mother doesn't show any signs of understanding how much she hates high school.
"Oh that's a ridiculous excuse. And it doesn't explain where you've been when you haven't been in lessons! This attitude is ridiculous, Emma."
"I just hate being stuck in a house being treated like a child by a woman who isn't even my real mum! When everyone else gets to just… leave!" Em slightly regrets it when it comes out, but it's too late.
Mrs S walks towards the teenager who has just begun up the stairs, "If you're going to act like your sister, I'll have no problem letting you leave this house in a year, just like her. But, unfortunately, in the meantime, you are stuck here with me, because I am the closest thing to a mother you have. Even if I'm not yours biologically, you are my child and I will take care of you for as long as you need me to.
"But just remember, there is a little girl upstairs whose mother has already abandoned her and as much as I might disapprove of your behaviour, she would be crushed if you left her too." Mrs S spat out, placing a lingering stare on Em before turning around and heading back to the kitchen.
Emma stared after her, bitterly and slightly shocked. Finally she continued climbing the stairs and walked past Kira's room, peering through the door to watch her already sleeping form, softening her mood instantly, before reaching her room.
Sarah turns the key in the lock and smirks when the door opens.
"Hello?" She calls, peering round the door. When she was certain there was no response she edged into the apartment and shut the door behind her.
Wandering through the house, Sarah was impressed with its modern décor and couldn't help herself but touch everything, thinking about how much she could get for all of this expensive stuff.
She pulled her hood down and walked into the bedroom and sat on the double bed, fingering the soft satin covers until she spotted the walk-in wardrobe. She traced the sleeve of a man's shirt, "Boyfriend," she acknowledged. Walking over to the less colourful section of the closet, she found women's clothes, "Pff, squares." She scoffed.
Sarah walked into the kitchen, finding pictures stuck onto the fridge by magnets. She looked into the photos and saw her reflection. This Elizabeth Childs really did look identical to her.
The phone ringing made her jump out of her confused stoop and she frantically searched for it in her bag, "Hey, Fe."
"So, how's your new apartment?"
Sarah spotted a filing cabinet in the corner of the room and her eyes widened with glee as she strutted towards it, "Great. This girls got a pretty nice life," She explained whilst rummaging through the files in the second draw down. "Aha!" She exclaimed.
"What? You find something interesting? Some scandalous sex tape or 50 grand?" Felix questioned excitedly over the phone.
Sarah brought the file to the table and hooked the phone between her ear and shoulder so she could use both hands to flick through the pages, "Nah, bank statements and shit. She goes by Beth and her boyfriend's away for the weekend." She states, reading from a pad by the laptop.
"Bloody hell!" Sarah almost jumped in the air whilst her eyes scanned over the page to check if she'd seen it right, "She's got seventy-five thousand dollars in her savings account!"
"Say it again?" Felix asked in disbelief.
"75K. The account was just opened like… three weeks ago," Sarah trailed off reading the rest of the bank statement. "That's enough to lose bloody Vic, yeah? We can get away with this Fe, find somewhere nice with Kira."
"Sarah, any second someone's gonna ID the body, and it's game over. So you should really just drop it all right now." Felix advised.
"Whatever," Sarah said, staring at the screen where she had put videos of Beth's life up. "Let me get some things sorted out and I'll be over in a bit." She informed her foster brother.
Felix sighed, "Alright, see you in a bit."
Sarah hung up, throwing the phone onto the couch and fished out Beth's credit card, ready to swipe it against the open fridge, starting the con-art process.
Emma had woken up fairly early, seeing as she was suspended and didn't need to get up at eight. She got dressed and bounded down the stairs and went straight into the kitchen. She placed a kiss on Kira's head, who was eating her cereal, and popped a piece of bread in the toaster.
"Morning." She said, cautiously.
"Morning, Em." She replied, suspiciously, eying up her foster daughter. "Why are you up so early?"
"I'm going to the library." Em answered, pouring herself a cup of coffee.
"Hmm, right." S said, questionably, rolling her eyes. "Come on, love. Finish that up and go pop your shoes on." She directed at Kira who took a final slurp of her cereal and bounced off into the hallway.
Emma slid into Kira's chair in her absence and took a sip of her drink. "Um, Siobhan. I'm sorry about what I said last night. I was just really wound up because of school and everything and then Kira was asking about Sarah…And you are my mum, you know, always have been. You've raised me since before I can remember, so…I'm sorry for what I said." Finally she looked up to the elder woman.
Mrs S smiled, reaching over the table to take the girl's hand in hers, "Well, thank you for the apology, love. Certainly wasn't expecting that." S stroked Em cheek but then raised her eyebrows, "But don't think you're off the hook about your suspension!"
Emma smiled and rolled her eyes as Kira came running back into the room.
"Right then, you ready, monkey?" S asked Kira.
The little girl nodded and pulled on her coat, "Bye, Em."
"Bye, monkey. Have fun." Em called over her shoulder as she prepared her toast and gave her niece a little wave.
"See you later, love. Don't give 'em too much grief today." S called to Em as she guided Kira towards the front door.
Em stuck her tongue out at her foster mum and sat down to eat her toast when the house was empty.
Once she had finished her breakfast, Emma swung her bag across her shoulder and walked into the crisp morning air. It took her about twenty minutes to walk from Mrs S' house to Felix's loft but she knew the route so well, she didn't even notice her surroundings until she was welcomed by the familiar graffiti-filled building.
She ran up the stairs and pulled on the large door to open it but it was locked. With a frown, she knocked three times.
"Who's there?" Felix's muffled voice sounded from the other side of the door.
Em rolled her eyes, "Your favourite person in the world!" She called.
A moment later she heard the screwdriver being pulled out of the lock and the door was yanked open to reveal her big brother. Within the next second, Felix had her in his arms and towed her into the room.
"Hey, Em," He said lovingly, smothering her with kisses.
Em hugged her brother back, "Alright, Fe. Calm down, you saw me last week!" She reminded him, surprised at how happy he was to see her.
"I know, I know." He lightly pushed her onto the sofa and sat beside her, smiling.
"Seriously, Fe, what's up? Why are you acting so weird?"
Felix played with his little sister's hair, much to her chagrin, thinking about whether or not he should tell Em that their sister would be here at any moment. "Nothing! Can't I show you any love?" He said defensively.
Em rolled her eyes at him and looked at his newest painting, clearly of Kira and herself. She jumped up to inspect it closer and then fitted her posture and smiled to match the girl in the painting, "Ooh, how do I look?" She asked, batting her eyelashes, mockingly.
Fe threw a cushion at her, which she narrowly dodged. "Hey, I like that one okay. You both look somewhat adorable."
"Nah, nah, it's good…Was that really necessary though?" She questioned, pointing at the penis drawn at the bottom of the canvas.
Felix raised his arms, palms upright, "What? That's my signature mark." He told his sister as he walked over to the sink, "Cuppa?"
Em launched herself onto the sofa, kicking off her shoes, and lay down with her legs crossed, "Yes please." She said with a loud sigh.
Suddenly she remembered why she was at her foster brother's and jerked her arms out to side in a stretch, "Oh, by the way, I told Kira we'd both pick her up from school sometime this week. That okay?" She asked, tilting her head up so she could see Felix above the couch.
"Yeah, course." He replied bringing the tea over to her and lifting up her legs so he could sit under them. "She okay?"
"Yeah," Em replied, taking a sip of her tea, burning the roof of her mouth and setting it on the table across from her. "She's been asking after Sarah though."
Felix swallowed a gulp of tea, not knowing how to reply but finally settled with, "Hmm."
Em' head whirled towards his, and she eyed him suspiciously, "What? What do you know?"
"What? Nothing!" Felix claimed, taking another gulp of his tea.
"Nope, come on. Tell me!" She began poking him with her feet, making him laugh.
"Hey, careful. I've got hot tea!" He exclaimed through his laughter and set the drink down on the table. "Right then!" He picked up a cushion and started hitting Em with it, who picked up the cushion behind her back and reciprocated his movements, giggling along with him.
Sarah climbs the stairs slowly, sighing as she hooks the huge files containing all the information she needed to show Felix about her twin, Beth Childs.
She halts outside the door of Felix's apartment when she hears an outburst of giggles and smiles slightly to herself when she realises she's about to reunite with her little sister.
But Sarah panics a little as she remembers how guilty she was for leaving her sister ten months ago. She knew that Emma would have to comfort Kira and she would make it her job to mother the little girl in the absence of Sarah too. Emma had always been with Sarah, for as long as they could remember, even before they got placed with Mrs S all those years ago, so Sarah knew how lost Em would have been when, the only thing that had been consistently there for her entire life, up and left without so much as a goodbye.
Sarah inhaled deeply and yanked open the door, smiling at the scene in front of her.
Em and Felix were sprawled out on the tiny couch, playfully beating each other with the cushions and laughing hysterically, just like the three siblings had done as children when they thought Mrs S was sleeping.
Neither of Sarah's siblings had noticed her entrance amongst the shouts and laughter so Sarah shut the door behind her and dropped her bag and the files by the door.
"Oi oi. Careful Em, you'll mess up Fe's hair." She joked, hands crossed in front of her chest.
Both of them froze, Felix's head popped out from the side, "Look who decided to show up," He smiled and then looked back at his younger sister to watch her drop the cushion and slowly turn to the door, immediately noticing the familiar voice.
Emma's eyes locked with Sarah's who desperately tried to read her awestruck face to see if her sister was angry or pleased with her arrival.
"Holy shite," Emma breathed, "Sarah!" She called as she jumped up from her seating position and charged to the door, flinging herself into the arms of her older sister.
Sarah smiled into her little sister's hair and eagerly returned the embrace, "Hey Em," She whispered and kissed the temple of her head a few times.
When Emma pulled away, hands still holding onto Sarah's, she turned to Felix, "You knew, didn't you?" She said, accusingly, raising her eyebrows at her brother.
Felix's arms raised in surrender, "I didn't want to ruin this," He said walking over to both girls and kissing each on the head.
Suddenly, Em punched Sarah's arm causing her to yell out, "Oi!"
"That's for leaving us for almost a year, you stupid twat!" Em shouted at her sister, causing Sarah to smile.
"Well Em, it's good to see you haven't changed; still charming as ever." Sarah smirked, wrapping her arm roughly around Emma's neck and dragging her to the kitchen.
Felix followed, trying to fix his hair from his earlier brawl, "Cuppa?", Sarah nods.
He spots the files by the door, and quickly sweeps them up, "Oh, are these-," He began but was quickly interrupted by Sarah and her death glare.
"Nothing important." She covered up quickly and turned her attention back to her sister, "How are you, Em?"
"Fine." Em was quick to reply not wanting to elaborate and knowing her sister wouldn't pry.
"How's Kira?" Sarah asked, playing with a curl in Emma's hair.
Em batted her sister's hand away, like she always did, "Good." She replied staring at her nails, assessing which to bite first, "She got star student last week."
"Got to take home the class bear too," Felix interjected, causing Sarah to smile at how proud her brother and sister were of their niece.
"But, really. How is she?" She turned back to Em, waiting for her reply.
Em walked to the table to pick up her now cool tea, "She misses you, Sarah. What do you expect? She keeps asking when you're coming home." Walking back to the counter to stand opposite her now frowning sister, Emma sips at her tea, "I mean, you missed her birthday." She reminds Sarah as she looks into her tea.
"Em," Felix warns his younger sister.
"No, no. She's right." Sarah says, putting her head into her hands. "And Mrs S? How mad is she?" Em purses her lips and looks guiltily at Sarah.
"Oh God," Sarah moans, through gritted teeth.
Felix walks over to Sarah and puts his arm around her shoulder, "But you know, I think Em is taking the fall of S' anger at the moment."
"Oi," Em playfully hits Felix.
"Yeah, why aren't you at school?" Sarah asks the teenager, suddenly aware that it was a weekday.
Em took another sip and smiled mischievously, "Got suspended."
"Again?" Felix asked, half impressed.
Emma nodded as Sarah eyed her suspiciously, "What'd you do?"
Emma sighed, and rifled through some magazine pages sitting on the counter, "Gave a bitch a black eye." She smiled at her siblings' expressions, a mixture of amusement and confusion. "She deserved it." Em justified.
Felix and Sarah nodded approvingly before Emma spoke up again, "Why you back, Sarah?"
"Ouch," Sarah joked but stopped smiling when she looked at her siblings serious expressions.
"You know what she means," Felix told Sarah knowingly, cocking his head towards Emma, gesturing for Sarah to tell her about the train incident.
Sarah understood what Felix wanted her to do but she looked down at her hands and told Emma part of the truth, "Kira."
Emma left Felix's around half two, having spent the day with both her siblings, so she could be home before Kira's school let out.
As she left, Sarah had promised that they'd see each other tomorrow, and whilst Em appreciated her sister's attempts, she took that promise with a pinch of salt.
Emma walked downtown to get home, listening to her music and trying to bury as much of herself as possible in her coat, away from the icy winter weather of Toronto.
The next thing she knew her earphones were ripped out of her ears and she spun round ready to hit someone, "Oi!" She shouted at a thirty-something, dark-skinned, rough looking man, "Watch it!"
"Jesus, you look just like Sarah," He claimed, taken aback.
"Who the bloody hell are you?" Emma asked, warily.
"Name's Vic. You must be her sister..er, Emma right?" His voice was higher than she expected it to be but then he remembered this was the ex-boyfriend who liked to hit her sister.
"Vic the Dick," She mumbled under her breath, remembering the nickname her siblings had given him.
"What's that now?" Vic asked, looking around and behind Em, "She with you? Sarah?"
"I thought she was with you. I haven't seen her in ten months." Emma lied.
Vic scoffed, "Right, yeah. That's perfect, just perfect. Is Felix around?"
"Why do you want to know?"
Vic stepped forward, pulling on Em coat, an inch away from her face, "Listen, kid. It's very important that I find Sarah, okay. She took something from me and I need it back, so tell me where she is!" He spat out.
Em knee connected with his groin, forcefully and he screamed out in pain, falling to the floor, "You touch me again, arsehole, and I'll cut off something very important, that you won't be able to get back!" She stood over him, smiling as he writhed in pain.
"You bitch!" She heard him yell after her but she was already gone, running with her earphones back in and the music blasting.
When she was a couple of blocks away, she turned into alley and leaning against the wall, panting, she whipped out her phone and dialled as fast as she could.
"Oi, what's up you forget something?" Fe's voice answered.
"Fe! Is Sarah still there?" Emma managed to get out between breaths.
"Em, slow down. Hang on," Felix sounded worried as he passed the phone over to Sarah's beckoning hands.
"Em, what's going on?" She asked urgently.
"I just met Vic the Dick, and he's probably on his way to Felix's now. He's looking for you, Sarah. What did you do?"
"Ah shit, what did he say to you? Did he hurt you?" Sarah was starting to sound angry now, she didn't know what she'd do to Vic if he'd hurt Em.
"Nah, I sort of hurt him though. He said you took something from him, so I think he's heading over there now." Em rushed to tell her sister, certain that Sarah had taken drugs to sell.
"Alright, okay. Thanks Em. I'm leaving now." The phone beeped as Sarah hung up and Em peeked out of the alleyway to make sure she hadn't been followed before rushing home.
Sarah had raced out of Felix's building and straight into Beth's jaguar, scanning the roads leading away from the grungy area until she knew she was safe from Vic's prying eyes.
She pulled up outside Beth's apartment and cautiously entered the place, making sure no suspicious neighbours could see her.
Dumping the files back onto the kitchen table, she hit play on the TV and continued watching the home videos of Beth and her boyfriend, Paul. Before she left for Fe's she had called Beth's bank and had set up a meeting for tomorrow to take out the money from Beth's account.
She knew she'd have to look, act and dress exactly like Beth to get away with this scam so she had perfected Beth's signature and dyed her hair, picking out the braids Sarah had adorned for months and coloured over the blonde strands. Now all she needed to do was talk like Beth, which is how she came to watching the home videos.
"What's up hot stuff?" Paul's voice rang from the TV, "You ready to push your body to the limit?" He asks Beth who runs up to the camera, panting.
"You're damn right."
Sarah listens intently, replaying the dialogue over and over again, trying to mimic Beth's pitch and accent. She rolls her eyes when she can't get it just right and switches the channel over so she's watching the news.
"I'm standing outside Huxley Station right now, which you can see is emptying out. Authorities have cleared out the station after an unidentified woman fell onto the tracks and was killed," Sarah watched the news reporter, absorbedly and smiled to herself. "Our witnesses aren't sure how the woman came to be on the tracks, or whether foul play was involved. Police have not revealed anymore details…" But by the time the news segment was over, Sarah had already rushed to her phone and called her brother.
"Fe," She said eagerly when he had picked up, "I've an idea."