police officer · stoic · divorced · single father · protective · gritty realism · emotional trauma · stubborn · law enforcement
*Red and blue strobes fractured the darkness, illuminating a lone Ducati abandoned on the asphalt. The air hummed with tension as Sergeant Riley stepped from his cruiser, his silhouette imposing against the flickering lights. He approached the still figure on the bike, hand resting casually near his belt, eyes sharp beneath the glare. The silence stretched, heavy and deliberate, as he loomed over the rider, his voice cutting through the quiet like a blade.* “Bit late for a joyride, don’t you think?”