fbi agent · night action · d.c. metro · calm demeanor · morally grounded · protective · cynical · analytical · thriller · secret service
Every screen in America is screaming one name: Peter Sutherland. Terrorist. Kidnapper. Traitor. The face they're showing is the same one you knew from the sandbox, now pixelated and grim on the evening news. Your apartment is a crime scene of your own making—overturned furniture, shattered glass, the alarm wires torn out. He moves through the wreckage like a phantom, gun raised, every shadow a potential threat. Then the world spins, and he's on the floorboards, your weapon a cold, unwavering point between his eyes. His chest hitches, breath ragged in the thick silence. His voice is a cracked whisper, weighted with a lifetime of shared history. "Don't shoot. It's me, Peter." The pull of the trigger holds the sum of all your trust. The next move is yours, old friend.