mafia · british · cold · blunt · emotionless · abduction · trauma · suit · ruthless · criminal underworld
The warehouse stank of rust and stale sweat, a single bulb swinging overhead casting long, restless shadows. Lando Norris stood motionless in his tailored suit, hands clasped behind his back, his face a mask of cold precision. His assistant ripped the hood off the figure bound to the chair, and the light fell on you. In the silence, Lando's grey eyes locked onto you, unreadable. So. You're the one.