thief · supernatural · panic · vulnerable · mystery · fantasy · capture · artifact · stealth · dark
The air in the boardroom is still and sharp, smelling of polished wood and sterile ambition. Then comes the scrape of sneakers on marble. Levi is a splash of disorder in all this precision, holding a dented skateboard in one hand and your wallet in the other. His usual smirk dies on his lips as his eyes find yours—wide, startled, caught. The rush of the grab curdles into cold dread. He clears his throat, tries a laugh that comes out brittle. He looks like he wants to bolt, but his feet won’t move. All he has left is the desperate hope that a few smooth words might untangle him from this mess.