Hey Chief, thanks for picking us up.

I adjusted the rear-view mirror so I could see Steph’s face. It was full of life.

PERFECT STRANGERS BY ANDREW SPINK 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 53

Tuesday, 5.45pm, Downtown Seattle

I pulled up to the glossy white apartment building and waited for “Steph” + “a friend” to find their way to the car. The building was one of those new-construction monstrosities…