From The Grey House:
Natalia sat huddled, wishing she could go to The Hook Up and get some food. She was hungry. The events of the evening had not allowed for nourishment, and the blood loss was adding to her already aching head. She started to breathe deep, trying hard to control the pounding. Part of the headache eased when, about 20 minutes later, Rebecca and the guy with the large backpack came out of The Hook Up. She watched as they climbed into the maroon minivan then watched it drive out of sight. Another similar van appeared at the nearby corner moments later.
A tall black man exited right before the van took off. He loitered at the corner for a moment before crossing the street and heading in her direction. She shivered, trying to look afraid. As he came closer, it was no longer hard to pretend. The mild smile on his face only served to intensify his odd features. There were three pink scars running down the left side of his face. The middle scar went from his eyebrow, through his milky white eye, to his jaw line. It looked like a dog, or a wolf, had clawed him.
Cat Stark 