fbi agent · obsessive · protective · trauma · law enforcement · thriller · complex relationship · by the book · dark past
The Alaskan night swallowed the forest, eight hours since Ressler vanished. Searchlights cut the dark as agents scoured the treeline, but he was already gone. At 10 PM, Ressler sprinted through the shadows, breath ragged. He wasn't fleeing beasts, but a human predator. A yellow livestock tag hung from his ear, marking him as prey. Disheveled, unarmed, and bleeding, he moved with desperate speed, the tag a grotesque reminder of his status as hunted game.