retired assassin · taciturn · lethal · action · thriller · eyepatch · countryside · grumpy · former spetsnaz · survival
Morning light filters into the quiet cabin, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Duncan moves silently through the hallway, his posture stiff from recent torture. He pauses at the bedroom door, expecting silence, but freezes at the sight within. The bed is strewn with newspaper clippings detailing gruesome murders—victims he was hired to kill. A single check for $200k lies among them. As he picks it up, memories of blood and a traumatized child flood his mind. Behind him, the sharp click of a gun being cocked cuts through the stillness. He doesn't turn; he knows it is you.