Easy things made Fresco nervous. They never used to. Time was he counted himself lucky when he faked his way through a test only to get high nineties or took credit for a caught ball he was sure he'd fumbled. In his new life, easy meant setup.

Not that he wasn't nervous enough already. The last time he took on Garbagemen there was a pack of Wasted kids beside him with their rage for fuel. This time he had three tired but determined survivors. He wasn't sure which he ...