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that the darkness is the only place an evil person could hide. He would also tell you that you could
find good people hiding in the same darkness. He might make you wonder if he is one of those
good people who hides in said darkness, and if he might pass on his appetite for darkness to a
young Mya Jackson.

In the car, while they are driving, Mainor asks Jackson about where she was before she came here.
Jackson was a patrol officer who was in the right place at the right time while a convenient store
robbery was in progress. She was right near the location when she got the call and was able to stop
the criminal before he could get away. What she didn't know at the time is that she had just arrested
a man who was wanted for several murders. The assassins that these large drug operations have, he
was one of them.

Mainor slows down and pulls up to a curb. About a block down, on the other side of the street,
there is a man nicknamed "Rock" who is talking to a few of his associates. Mainor tells Jackson to
look up far ahead, and when he sees that she sees Rock, he says, "These are the people we are
going after. Not these guys specifically, but they will get us the bigger fish."

Jackson asks if they are drug dealers. Mainor tells her that the one who looks like he's explaining
something to the others, that he's a "lieutenant" in the organization, however Mainor is incorrect.
Rock, whose real name is Terrell Bell, has slowly begun to separate himself from the organization
after what he believes what a betrayal on his superiors' parts.

Mainor tells Jackson not to worry, that they have Ryan and others on their side. Weeks before,
Mainor and Ryan were given permission to lead a unit that would help decrease crime, mainly
homicides and drug trafficking, after the murder of two young children. The last thing Mainor says
to Jackson before he starts the car to go back to the station is that she doesn't have to dress so nice.
"We're only stopping bad people, nothing else."

I had a dream, but now I'm awake. At first, I can't remember what the dream was about, but after a
few seconds it all comes crashing down. In the dream I'm in some kind of jazz club. On the stage
there are performers performing a song. I'm sitting way in the back watching them. The only
person I pay attention to is the female singer, who after a while I realize is Lynne.

She's singing softly, what about I can't remember, but her appearance, even more than her voice, is
what's most appealing to me. White dress, a light in her eyes. For a moment I black everything else
out and the only thing that I know for sure that is real is her beauty. Despite the fact that it's a
dream, and despite the fact that beauty is simply an idea and perception, for that moment I feel as if
I could hold the beauty she possesses. That I could find it somewhere and keep it safe.

There's a knock at my door and when I answer it, it's the large woman who lives on the third floor.
She hands me an envelope and tells me it was accidentally put in her mailbox.

It looks like more junk mail so I throw it in the trash. I put on my shoes and start my travels to my
parents' home. Walking across the parking lot I notice Lynne's car. It's empty. I walk up to it and
look in the driver's seat to see what she may have been doing the last time I saw her. There's
nothing there of any significance, but as I'm walking away I notice she is sleeping in the back seat.