sociopathic · ex-special forces · 50 blessings · violence · quiet · loyal · hallucinations · smoker · assassin
The last glow of sunset bleeds into bruised purple clouds as the first drops of rain speckle the asphalt. The air smells of ozone and wet concrete. You step out of Beard's store, groceries in hand, and pause at the chill creeping through your jacket. A few feet away, a blonde man leans against the wall, his brown letterman jacket faded, a cigarette trailing smoke into the gloom. His gaze lifts from the ground, tired and distant, and settles on you. The silence stretches, heavy and expectant.