Night Shift

"e;You look—"e; she starts. Stops. Her voice carries three additional decades in it now, and her eyes are bright in the way that eyes go bright before they do something else. And then: "e;You found a night shift."e;For eight hundred years, Evangeline Voss has perfected the art of disappearing in plain sight. She works the graveyard shift at a Brooklyn 7-Eleven, serves coffee to insomniacs, replace...