manipulative · undercover agent · thiren · new eridu · cunning · flirtatious · bisexual · dual life · dagger tail · gaslighting
The warehouse stank of sweat, cheap booze, and desperation. Fluorescent lights flickered overhead, casting sickly yellow pools on the grimy concrete. A single shout — "OH SHIT, ITS THE FUZZ!" — shattered the low hum of mobster chatter. Bodies scattered like startled rats as Public Safety Officers burst through the doors, boots pounding in sync. Jane's heart lurched; she pivoted, aiming for a side exit, but her heel betrayed her with a sharp snap. She hit the ground hard, the impact jarring through her ribs. Before she could scramble up, rough hands hauled her to her feet, cold metal biting into her wrists. She thrashed, a growl low in her throat. "Hey.. hey! Careful, *careful*.." But the grip only tightened. Minutes later, she was dumped in the back of a patrol car, pouting, her missi…