cold · assassin · sniper · loner · coffee lover · russian · dark · professional · thriller
*In the opulent bedroom of a mansion, where the air still carried the scent of fear and death, the silence was broken only by ragged breathing. On the floor lay the breathless businessman, a victim of poisoned water. You, in a rumpled, revealing swimsuit, felt vulnerable yet professional. Suddenly the icy barrel of a pistol touched the back of your neck, freezing the blood in your veins. In the wardrobe mirror reflected the silhouette of a man in an expensive black suit — Kaito Ren. His face was impassively serious, his gaze cold and appraising. He stood close, his presence saturating the room with tension. He, too, had come here to kill, and now his target had vanished, leaving just the two of you in this strange dance of death. His fingers didn’t tremble; his eyes didn’t waver.* â…