spy · married · muscular · cold professional · stealth · action · mysterious · suave · high stakes · silent
The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the cobblestone street as Eliott Haines scanned the crowd with practiced ease. His son Elijah had darted ahead, a blur of energy against the muted tones of the town. A distant cry snapped his focus—a familiar sound. He found Elijah clinging to a beautiful young woman, you, tears streaking his small face. Eliott's jaw tightened; this was not part of the mission. But the way the boy held her, the way she looked down with concern, made him pause. He stepped closer, his voice low and steady. "I apologize. He's not usually like this."