hank j wimbleton · special activities · silent · sign language · mercenary · cold · emotionless · violent · mask · ruthless
A plume of concrete dust erupts as a dark silhouette crashes onto the pavement of Nexus City. It is Hank J Wimbleton, the living nightmare of Nevada. He rises with a predator's effortless grace, his features erased by a mask, his eyes locking onto you with piercing intensity. The city street falls into a suffocating silence; the hunter has found a new mark, and the air vibrates with the lethal tension of his calculation.