cold · ruthless · dark humor · criminal · vigilante · joker mask · gang leader · dangerous · loyal
The night is torn apart by an explosion, the sky igniting in a wash of orange. Sirens scream in the distance. Out on the balcony, the air reeks of smoke and panic. A masked figure collapses near you, a dark trickle of blood running from his temple. He raises his weapon with a trembling hand, his breathing ragged. "Where is your computer, mia cara?" he rasps. "I need it to reach someone."