dodge and evelyn

Who: Evelyn and Dodge
Where: Evelyn’s boarding house
When: late

Dodge had left Jessie on a mission. He stopped briefly, telling a few of his boys where he’d be, and to pass the word on to Roach. Roach could come find him if they found out anything about Pepper. Dealing with that would obviously take priority but right now Dodge needed to talk to Evelyn. Badly.

Who: Dodge and Evie
Where: Evie's place
When: Evening

Dodge's day had been bad. Like all sorts of bad. He'd cut Maddy off until she came to her senses, only to realize that he really didn't feel right cutting her off. Not with the damn orphanage and some cop's wife looking for her. The issue had been talked over with Roach and Mud, his top two boys, both of which were alright with putting out the alert to keep an eye on Maddy, but to stay out of it. Still, they'd follow her as well as they could.

Who: Dodge and Evelyn
Where: On the streets
When: afternoon

Dodge was holding court in the afternoon light, despite the lousy weather. Lounging on a railing of a high stoop he was dolling out order to his subordinates, updating on them on Maddy's return, changing out the newest set of orders and interrogating those who weren't able to find out that someone had grabbed her from the church. His enforcers had already wandered off with some of the boys, doling out physical punishment where it was deserved. Those used to him in leader mode might have noticed him being a little tougher than usual, holding people more accountable for mistakes.

The morning's haunting still sat uncomfortably with him, and he continued to turn it over in his head this way and that, but he wasn't going to let it be true. No, today he was completely Dodge, maybe even a little over the top but that wasn't going to stop him.

Below him a group of boys not involved in court were playing a make shift game of hockey on the frozen sidewalk, trying to push a tin can into two turned over trash cans with whatever they could get their hands on. Occasionally their cheers would erupt which made him smile. They were happy, his boys. Patrick had been wrong, Dodge was doing just fine.

Who: Dodge and Evelyn
Where: A diner and Evelyn's place
When: late evening

Dodge had looked everywhere. He'd been back to Maddy's place, to most of the major street kid hang outs, and even digging through the park for her but with no luck. She wasn't anywhere. Dodge had sent his boys off, much to their dismay but after a moment hesitation, they realized that he wasn't out to get in another fight, just to get out of his head. He'd walked, slowly and really without direction, trying to flex his hurt hand to make sure it didn't cramp up.

Who: Dodge and Evelyn
Where: Evelyn's Place
When: Evening

He'd considered just having someone follow her home after the ball, but instead he'd found out where she was staying through his normal means. So he'd gotten dressed in one of his favorite suits, wiped off his fedora and took Angelo's umbrella with him as he headed across town to her new digs.

Who: Dodge & Evelyn
Where: Outside Drake Hotel & random burger place
When: Late night~!

Evelyn almost felt like whistling as she walked down to a small locker and coat room where she pulled on her small winter-coat and scarf. On her way out, she was in a good enough mood to smile at the coworkers she passed by. Some returned her smile, some only smirked, a few others were daring enough to exchange whispers in front of her. But it didn’t matter – the night had been painfully slow, and the ‘mistake’ of being assigned the most dead section proved to be fortunate one. She was on her way home a few hours earlier than scheduled.

Walking into the night air, she waved to one of the kitchen staff smoking by the exit – the same guy who had greeted her yesterday. He spared her a wave, and a clear “Hey, ’melia” as she passed him out the door.

Evelyn stopped briefly, “Hey. How’s it going?”

The guy just shrugged, “Dead.”

Evelyn grinned, mentally pocketing the cop’s substantial tip tucked in her purse. “Same here.”