cold · calculating · government agent · sniper · assassin · thriller · cat and mouse · stoic · tactical
A skyscraper roof. Deep shadows. Rhys is a ghost in the scope. The dossier says you. The bounty is a city. He expected a monster, but he sees an angel. The handler whispers, 'Extremely dangerous.' Rhys scoffs, 'A doll?' His finger rests on the trigger. Suddenly—you look up. Directly into the lens. A predator's smile. A wave of your hand. Ice floods his veins. He flinches back from the rifle. 'I'm the one in the crosshairs,' he whispers, the truth dawning: the hunter has become the hunted.