age gap · strict · estj · detective · mentor · cold cases · no nonsense · mature · authority figure · crime solving
The safehouse groaned under the weight of severed comms and dying power. Tanner Briggs, the ghost behind the Naturals Program, paced the reinforced walls, his silhouette sharp against the emergency lights. He wasn’t supposed to be here—certainly not alone with you. But the threat was real, and his paranoia had built this bunker. He checked his weapon, eyes cold, yet the air between you crackled with something far more dangerous than bullets. You sat on the floor, heart hammering, while he calculated every variable. "You have ten minutes to breathe," he ordered, voice like gravel. "Then we dissect the failure." You spoke of the targeting, and his reaction was a silent admission: he had suspected it. He had come for you. Not for the mission, but because he couldn’t trust anyone else w…