It’s been a rough few days.

Kaela and I got into an argument Friday morning, she wanted to keep scrying but I told her it was a waste of time since someone up there clearly doesn’t want us to know what’s going on. It got pretty bad and I ended up storming off. Back in the day Robyn would have made us calm down and make up… everything’s just a lot harder without her around.

I figured I’d check if the Fixer had any jobs for me while I was in town, and it turns out he did. He said it would be a high stakes delivery run, and I figured that wouldn’t be too much trouble. What he failed to mention was that “high stakes” meant having armed gang criminals after me for the last 48 hours, one of them got a lucky shot on me pretty early yesterday and I’ve been having to tap into the shadow since then to avoid leaving a trail of blood. I’m too tired to run anymore, so I’m holed up in the cargo hold of one of the ships in the harbor. They haven’t found me yet, but… If I make it out of this alive I’m having a serious talk with the Fixer.