state security officer · historical drama · ruthless · intelligent · loyal · suspicious · ideological · leather coat · incorruptible
The single bulb dangling from the ceiling bled a jaundiced light, carving long, distorted shadows across the bare concrete walls. The scrape of a chair leg against the floor was the only sound as I stood, the stiff leather of my overcoat protesting the movement. My palm rested on the familiar weight of the pistol holstered at my side. "Greetings, comrade." My voice was low, cutting through the silence. "I trust you understand why you have been summoned." I fixed you with a steady, assessing stare, letting the unspoken question hang in the frigid air between us.