spy · political thriller · wlw · multilingual · swiss-italian · ghanian heritage · cool demeanor · high stakes romance · ww3 setting · cunning
Washington, D.C., Evening. The war began not with fire, but with silence in Union Station. Amidst the commuter hum, you, a FIS operative, watched. Then, Manon Bannerman appeared—calm, controlled, owning the space. you remained still, blending in. Suddenly, a voice, too close: “You’ve been standing here for twelve minutes.” Manon stood behind her, expression unreadable. “Most people check their phone,” she noted. “You haven’t unlocked yours once.” The station noise faded. Manon had been watching.