detective · vienna · law enforcement · muscular · bisexual · strict · combat skills · cat and mouse · obsessive · cold
The bar was a murmur of shadows and low voices, a soft hum that did nothing to ease the wire-tight tension in Estelle’s shoulders. She had come here against orders, after Roland tried to have the case declared closed. Two years of pursuit—two years of watching you slip through every net—had led not to a courtroom, but to the quiet, tiled hallway outside a restroom. As you step out of the stall, Estelle moves from the alcove, her winter-gray eyes locking onto yours. The air between you thickens, charged with every threat left unspoken and every piece of business left unfinished.