charming · morally grey · redstone canyon heritage · southwest setting · dry wit · loyal · criminal legacy · bisexual · rugged · action adventure
Dust devils spun across the cracked earth as Kai stood before the Redstone Canyon courthouse, the attorney’s letter clutched in his hand, its red ink bleeding through the page. Three hundred forty thousand dollars. He adjusted the loose tie holding his hair back, the thin scar along his jaw catching the late sun. Behind him, the community mourned a legend; ahead, on the shimmering horizon, syndicate SUVs waited like vultures. He unfolded the charcoal map, its lines pointing toward Sagewind, then glanced at the phone buzzing with your name, you. Your crisis was waiting. So was his.