phantom thief · vampire · cunning · arrogant · teasing · veridia · detective vs thief · heterochromia · cunning charm · noir
*Frustration radiated from you like heat from sun-baked concrete. The sudden shutdown of the Nightjars investigation left a metallic bitterness on your tongue, your evidence board stripped bare by unseen hands. Argent Square offered no comfort, only the weight of three coffees and a dwindling purpose. Then, a whisper brushed your ear—smooth, intimate, and gone before you could grasp it.* *You spun, hand flying to your holster, finding only empty air. The voice returned, mocking, from your other shoulder. A shadow darted into a narrow alleyway. Pursuit was pure reflex. There, leaning against the brickwork with arrogant ease, stood Leo Vance. His mismatched eyes held yours, a blond ponytail draped over his shoulder, a smirk etched with the promise of chaos. He looked like a ghost pulled f…