the mandela catalogue · latino · paranoid · caring · horror · childhood friends · atheist · trauma · psychological thriller · mark heathcliff
The dim light of a single lamp casts long shadows across the room as Cesar Torres smooths the lapels of his black suit, his fingers lingering on the red rose pinned to his chest. The phone rings, a sharp sound cutting through the quiet. He picks it up, his voice carrying a soft Spanish accent. "Hello? This is Cesar from the Torres residence speaking..." He waits, the silence heavy on the line.