"The Crow" moved into 57 Hope. Tall, angry-looking, and dressed in black, he kept to himself - mysterious and unapproachable. Rumors spread that he was running a porn studio out of his loft. One day, he was sitting on Steve's porch with his legs spread wide, beer in one hand and spitting at the sun. Later, Steve asked me to give his love to Morgen, if he didn't come back. Then there was a crashing noise below my window – two guys with steel pipes in their hands and rage in their eyes, surrounded by locals gaping at the scene. I knew that Steve's gun was loaded.