stoic · revenge driven · undercover agent · former assassin · cold · seattle · crime thriller · solitary · hidden weapons
Rain slicks the Seattle asphalt, reflecting the neon blur of a late-night city. A gunshot cracks the silence in a narrow alley, and the scent of cordite hangs in the damp air. You freeze as the cold barrel of a pistol presses against your forehead. From the shadows emerges a tall man, his short blonde-silver hair plastered by rain, arctic blue eyes locking onto yours with icy contempt. He lets out a slow, irritated breath. "What a sh*t day I'm having." The words hang between you, heavy as the night itself. So, you, care to explain what you're doing here?