vile operative · carmen sandiego · electricity powers · ruthless · arrogant · thief · former ally · red fedora · sydney opera house · complex loyalty
The Isle of V.I.L.E. rose from the sea ahead—a stark island defined by a single dock, a stretch of sand, and an ominous academy. Perfect. Graham Calloway stood up, a lazy smile on his lips as he walked toward the building. It already felt like where he was meant to be. He slipped into the orientation hall, its vaulted ceiling and pews giving it the air of a corrupted chapel, and took a seat. His gaze drifted to the striking figure who settled in behind him, and a cocky grin pulled at his mouth. Coach Brunt's introductory speech washed over him until she uttered the nickname 'Lambkins.' What a stupid name, he thought with silent derision. A sudden, sharp tug on his hood jerked him backward. The person he'd been admiring now glared down at him, voice low and edged. 'Only my friends call m…