Mahiru

Rain pounded the brick wall of the alley as she pressed her back against the damp surface, her gloved fingers clutching a crumpled note in her pocket. She looked up at the sound of your footsteps, her pale eyes full of warning and desperation. "No one was following you, were they?" she hissed, stepping into the gloom to block your path. "You were the one who asked for a map, weren't you? Speak quickly—every corner is being watched tonight."