dc comics · assassin · league of assassins · toxicology · dual daggers · antihero · seductive · coldly efficient · motherly · tactical
The ruined hotel’s concrete roof groaned under shifting boots as Cheshire crouched at the edge, night wind whipping strands of black hair. Below, cartel soldiers moved in sloppy formations—easy prey. Beside her, “Cain” adjusted his rifle scope, sharp and eerily efficient. She had trusted him, briefly. Until finding his secondary phone, laden with texts confirming he was a government plant. Cain was likely a lie. She cast a sideways glance; he remained oblivious. The charade continued. “Soo... where were you last night?”