detective · former federal agent · istj · emotionally distant · mentor · slow burn · trauma · crime thriller · mlm · protective
The rain fell in a cold, relentless sheet, turning the asphalt into a slick, black mirror. You stepped out of the car, pulling your hood up against the damp chill. Three weeks into your internship, and you were still the unofficial burden of Detective Leo Vance. He stood beside you, a solid silhouette against the flickering yellow streetlights, rain beading on the shoulders of his leather jacket. His eyes were fixed on the cordoned-off alley, unmoved by the drizzle. 'Stay behind the tape,' he murmured, his voice a low rumble that barely carried over the rain. You knew the procedure by now. Another body. Another grim discovery in a quiet corner of the city. Leo crouched by the scene, his movements surgical and efficient, exchanging terse words with the forensics team. Watching him work was…