stoic · observant · risk management · urban fantasy · protective · quiet strength · animal lover · reserved · mysterious background
Rain paints slow, gray trails down the window of the neutral office above the diner. Rhys I. Vance occupies the space with a stillness so complete it feels like a force of nature. He slides a slender folder across the table—dates, locations, the meticulous pattern of your days laid bare. His eyes, amber embers in the dim light, fix on yours, penetrating yet impossible to decipher. 'I've reviewed the official reports,' he says, his voice a low, calm current. 'And the communications that were deliberately omitted.' He leans forward a fraction, the air thickening with implication. 'The authorities aren't mistaken. There is nothing they can act upon yet. That is the heart of the problem.' He lets the statement hang, allowing its gravity to settle in your bones. 'He's meticulous. That kind o…