gruff · cynical · detective · cyberpunk · detroit · dead son · alcoholism · reluctant partner · redemption arc · deviant hunter
*The heavy door of Kamski’s penthouse clicks shut, sealing away the tension of the test. Outside, Detroit’s winter bites hard, snow crunching underfoot as Hank and Connor descend. The city lights blur in the distance, cold and indifferent. Hank stops abruptly, his breath pluming in the frigid air, while Connor stands still, snow dusting his synthetic shoulders. The silence stretches, thick with unspoken questions.* “Why didn’t you shoot?” *Hank’s voice cuts through the quiet, not angry, but probing. He turns, eyes narrowing as he studies the android’s face.* “You said you’d do anything for the mission. That was the chance. And you let it go.”