So. I'm a terrible person.

I've been trying to focus on After The End and I totally forgot about this! I am still working on it, just don't expect updates to be too often. I promise I will finish. Eventually. Bear with me.

Inej

They crept through the alley, ducking under police tape. Jesper was holding a video camera in case they needed to record something. Inej shivered as she passed the spot where Rollins had shot Matthias.

They entered through the door, into a dingy room. Dim light from the streetlights filtered inside. Kaz reached into his black backpack and pulled out a flashlight. Nina, Jesper, Wylan, and Inej followed.

They were all wearing black, black coats, dark jeans, and sneakers. The casual clothes looked odd on Kaz, she was so used to seeing him in dressier clothes. He looked like some harbinger of death, with his hat pulled low over his eyes, black trench coat going down to his knees, and his hands gloved. He also looked hot. Inej couldn't help noticing that cold as Kaz was, he was kind of attractive. He was a favourite with the snobby girls at their high school.

Inej shined her light at the walls. Paint and plaster was peeling off, revealing the brick beneath. The floor was filthy, covered in decades worth of dust and dirt. There was an old couch shoved against the wall, and it looked like a family of small animals had taken up residence. In short, the place looked like somewhere a group of criminals would live. "Split up." Kaz rasped. "Nina, Jesper, Wylan, take the upper floor. Inej, you and me down here."

The others left, and Kaz walked off into the dark without looking at her. Inej walked into the next room. A desk was pushed against the wall. She cautiously opened the drawers, finding nothing but a small mouse that scampered away from her light, through a hole in the back of the drawer.

She quickly panned the walls with her light, finding nothing. Inej was about to go into the next room when there was a large bang. Kaz howled a swear word. She ran back, to find Kaz on the floor, groaning and cursing in between breaths. "Kaz? What happened, are you okay?" Inej asked frantically.

"I tripped." Kaz gritted out.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." He muttered. Nina, Wylan and Jesper came downstairs.

"What is it?"

Kaz didn't answer. He slowly reached down and picked something up from near his leg. A small black book. He flipped it open, and Inej saw pages, lists of names and what looked like phone numbers. "Jackpot." Kaz rasped.

"Where'd that come from?" Jesper asked.

"It was on the floor. I frickin stepped on it." Kaz said, getting to his feet. He hissed in a breath as his bad leg touched the ground.

Jesper looked concerned. "Are you all right?"

"Fine." Kaz snapped. He flipped through the small book again, Nina holding a flashlight on it. "Someone must have dropped this on their way out. Rollins screwed up. Big time."

"Look at this. Eroll Aerts. The guy's a known criminal. This would make awesome evidence." Nina said.

"Except we can't prove it's Rollins." Wylan said. "One could argue that it could be anyones. Unless his name is in it?"

Kaz went to the front and the back cover. "Nope. We're not that lucky."

"It's a start." Inej encouraged. "We can use this to find more of their hiding spots." They all looked slightly cheered.

"So." Nina said. "Can we get out of here?"