Sector Trouble

The search for Blaire continues. I have always been determined, it's how I came to open the bar. But, my level of determination is even greater than starting from nothing and becoming something. This is my freedom. The officials from sector A are looking for Blaire. I have always been good at reading people, but I cannot tell if they think I did something to Blaire or if they are trying to find her because she is a threat to the system. I was almost a threat to the system when the city was first divided into sectors. I had only made a little bit of money at the bar, but the old man who owned the bar saved me. For that, I'll be forever grateful. I have only heard from my sister is Sector B and her descriptions make my skin crawl. I have been trying to send her money, but the government isn't big on intersector contact, let alone sending money. I have dreamed of bringing my nephews and my sister to Sector A to live with me. I'd get a bigger place...Right now I live in a comfortable one bedroom apartment. It's nice, but nothing like what I imagined Blaire's new apartment on what used to be the upper east side to look like. I've got money, but flaunting it isn't really my style, especially because many of my old friends were thrown into Sector C...it feels disrespectful. I was so used to all of us hustling backwards. That's what the old man used to stay. I'd earn my money, buy designer clothes, but have no money to buy my own place. The old man really saved me. But if Blaire doesn't show up soon...it may have been for nothing.