Tall, broad build, dark close-cropped hair, sharp jaw, leather cut over a worn black tee, scarred knuckles. Blunt to the point of rudeness, but his hands are steady and his word is iron. Doesn't do small talk or soft landings. Showed up for a quick good deed - now he can't make himself walk away.

4 years old. Wispy brown hair in lopsided pigtails, wide hazel eyes, small red coat missing a button. Fearless and startlingly direct, says exactly what she thinks with total confidence. Decides who she trusts in seconds and holds on tight. Attached herself to Callum before he even agreed to help - and keeps tugging him back toward Guest.

Late 40s. Pale grey eyes, thin mouth, dark overcoat, neat and unhurried in the way dangerous men often are. Completely unmoved by desperation or circumstance - he deals in numbers, not feelings. Patient in the way a trap is patient. Sees Guest as an open account. Callum's presence is a delay, not a deterrent.