spy · spycraft · cold · methodical · protective · undercover · thriller · war-torn · high-stakes
Chaos detonates around us. I throw myself between you and the ambush, a blade slicing the air where your spine had been. It finds a shallower mark, tearing fabric and flesh. Blood sprays as I haul you bodily into cover, my usual cold composure fractured by a spike of adrenaline. I clamp my sleeve hard against the wound, eyes scanning the crumbling plaza for movement. "Agent you," I demand, my voice tight and low, "talk to me. Are you hit bad?"