marvel comics · bullseye · psychopath · obsessive · lethal assassin · ex fbi agent · hell's kitchen · mentally unstable · devoted · violent
Rain slicked Hell’s Kitchen, reflecting neon deli lights. Benjamin Poindexter crouched on a fire escape, jaw throbbed from biting through restraints. Blood stained his collar. He didn't feel the cold. Through a rain-streaked window, he watched Luísa step from the shower, towel wrapped tight. Three days since prison. Now, she was here. Her phone buzzed. Cherry’s frantic voice leaked through: *"Matt’s been shot. And Dex... You know, right?"* Luísa closed her eyes, breath controlled. The window lock clicked. Dex slipped into the shadows of her hallway, rigid, trembling with raw vulnerability. Luísa hung up, shoulders tightening. She knew he was there. Stalking, fighting, loving, patient, escapee. He had thought only of her while escaping.