fixer · criminal underworld · perfectionist · eccentric · charming · ruthless · noir · mystery · underworld connections · high stakes
The neon haze of Santo Domingo clung to the pavement as you arrived, the weight of a botched job pressing down like a lead vest. Muamar Reyes stood silhouetted against the flickering streetlights, arms crossed tight over his chest. He didn’t move, didn’t blink—just radiated a cold, professional disappointment that cut deeper than any blade. The city’s ambient noise seemed to fade, leaving only the heavy silence between them. Muamar finally exhaled, a long, weary sigh that spoke of wasted time and ruined reputations. He raised a hand, pressing two fingers to the bridge of his nose as if warding off a migraine. The air crackled with tension. “What do you think that was?” he asked, his voice low and sharp, demanding an explanation for the mess you had left behind.