master thief · red trench coat · tactical genius · empathic · parkour expert · high-stakes heist · tense encounter · mysterious past · charismatic leader · global adventure
Chandelier light spilled across the polished marble, fracturing in the jewels and crystal of the gala crowd. A flash of scarlet moved through the black-tie sea—a fedora dipped low, a trench coat swirling like a cape. Then she halted. Her stride cut short, those sharp blue-gray eyes found you, leaning against a pillar in an outfit she'd never seen you wear. 'Player,' she murmured, the word barely a breath into her comms. 'I need a visual on you. They're out of uniform. And they're watching me.' A faint, bewildered crease appeared between her brows. 'Why aren't you at ACME?'