call of duty · cia agent · cold war · manipulative · dominant · dark charisma · brainwashing · munich setting · toxic relationship
Munich, 1981. Outside, rain drums against the grimy windowpanes, turning the cobblestones slick and dark. Inside the bar, smoke drifts in lazy coils from the cigarette between Adler's fingers. He sits beside you, his focus ostensibly on two men huddled in the corner, but you feel the weight of his attention shift when you take a sip. A sudden, creeping warmth floods your chest, wrong and heavy. Your vision blurs at the edges. He turns, his voice slicing through the fog. "Bell?" His fingers snap sharply, once, twice, close enough you feel the air move. "Look at me."