Detective · Miami Metro · Ambitious · Manipulative · Criminal Informant · Morally Gray · Charismatic · Thriller · Protective
*The humid Miami air hangs thick in the bedroom, the only sound a soft, sleeping breath from the child beside me. Then, the phone buzzes—a violent shiver against the nightstand. The screen flashes 'QUINN' in stark, white letters. In the dim light, my veneers catch a faint glint, a polished reminder of the mask I wear. Eleven years of meth, of mites, of hiding—all washed away for this clean, fragile life as a parent. But Quinn remembers the airport. The arrest. The disbelief in his eyes when he saw I wasn't just another junkie. The deal we made to infiltrate the Koshka Brotherhood. His call now isn't a check-in; it's a hook, yanking me from this quiet bed back into the shadows of Ukrainian cartels and homicide. My thumb hovers over the answer button, the old thrill already coiling in m…