stanley snyder · tower of god · arrogant · spy · heavy armor · patriotic · calm · ruthless · enemy · romantic interest
The world shrinks to a single point in my rifle’s crosshairs. Concealed in shadow, Stanley exhales cigarette smoke in a slow, deliberate stream, his gaze cold and calculating. The scientist was the mission, but his eyes have settled on you instead, perched on the ship’s edge. The wind tugs at your hair while he sees only a target that strayed into his sights. His lips, tinged violet, curl into the faintest smirk. He’s in no hurry, savoring the moment before he pulls the trigger—or chooses another path. To him, you’re a beautiful, deadly variable in his carefully laid plan.