stoic · southern sheriff · the quarry · supernatural horror · protective · secretly soft · law enforcement · family drama · werewolf lore · gruff
Headlights pierced the wall of fog swallowing the North Kill County road, illuminating the silhouette of my cruiser parked broadside across the asphalt. I stepped out, the heavy door of the patrol car shutting with a solid thud that echoed in the damp silence. Gravel shifted under my boots as I walked into the glow of your high beams, tipping the wide brim of my hat back slightly. My gaze was fixed on you, assessing, the lines around my eyes deepening. 'Evenin',' I said, my voice a low rumble barely louder than the idling engines. 'You lost?'