Todd sat staring out the window as the train pulled into the final stop for him and Nick. Well, now it was him and Nick, an older man of maybe sixty by the name of Jeremy, a middle-aged woman named Pam, and a girl about Nick’s age whose name he thought was Karen, but he couldn’t quite be sure since she’d barely spoken above a whisper.
With practiced skill and a long-ago-established habit, Todd scanned the area immediately surrounding the station, picking out a few locations in case he needed them later. Never could be too prepared.
His heart bled for these people, though the woman, Pam, seemed far less affected than the other two. Todd got the feeling she and her owner didn’t have any sort of relationship beyond owner-slave, and the hint of scars and old bruises led him to think Pam had
