The rain’s less now than it was yesterday, which means there are more people on the streets. Whether that’s a blessing or a curse, I’m not certain. Crowds are good for hiding, but it’s a knife that cuts both ways. It’s harder for a hunter to spot me among a pack of people, but conversely, it’s also tougher for me to make a would-be assassin before he can put a bullet into my head. Well, frag all I can do about it, so I put it out of my mind.