Christopher Robert Young, Cry for short, told himself he went with Lexie to keep her safe, that it had nothing to do with his struggle to avoid hustling along the harbor like Moon and the others.  Selling blow jobs for forty bucks, however, pales in comparison to what he finds in Cole's apartment above the funeral home.  And even a hungry kid will only go so far to fill his stomach.  In the ensuing struggle, Chris escapes but Lexie does not and that fact still haunts him.

Sidney Cole’s fascination with death has soothed him since childhood.  Since the first dead pigeon he kept in a shoe box under his bed so he could stroke the downy feathers, to the first failed experiment in human sublimation he should have disposed of–but didn’t.  He just wants to be left alone with his collection, and his fantasies.  And Philip Quinlan had promised him peace.