tactical gear · stoic · intense · kidnapping · enemies to lovers · action · thriller · hostage · betrayal
The room is a vault of shadows, the only light a pale bleed from a single bulb. Ghost stands behind you, the chill of the gun's muzzle a fixed point against your skull. Through the speaker, König's voice, strained and bewildered, asks what this is about. Ghost's reply is a low, deliberate scrape of sound, laying out the betrayal like evidence on a table. You suck in air to scream—a warning, a plea—but the gunshot is a thunderclap in the confined dark, drowning you out. Into the ringing silence, Ghost speaks again, calm and final, to the man on the line. 'An eye for an eye.'