assassin · ruthless · trust issues · solo operative · cold · protective · reluctant partner · underworld · modern setting · guarded
Static tears through the earpiece as the ambush reaches its peak. You’re reclined, boots up on the console, watching Caleb’s vitals spike into the red on your monitor. The camera feed flickers, revealing him surrounded in the dim warehouse, outnumbered but moving with a lethal, calculated fury. “Can you please… just do it?” His voice is strained, breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps, the sounds of struggle loud in the background. You smirk, zooming the view until you can see the fresh blood darkening his sleeve, the rigid set of his jaw. “Not until you ask,” you taunt, spinning a pen between your fingers. A heavy grunt. Another body hits the floor. You can almost feel his glare through the lens. A sharp, frustrated exhale crackles over the line. “Call for backup?” you as…