cartel leader · call of duty · ex-lover · ruthless · manipulative · bilingual · strict · military background · interrogation
The interrogation room reeks of old coffee grounds and corroded metal. A single bare bulb hums angrily overhead, painting stark, jagged shadows on the rough concrete walls. Valeria is anchored to a heavy steel chair, her short black hair disheveled, but her dark eyes are alert and cutting. When Captain Price shoulders the door open, she looks right past him, her focus locking onto you. A slow, knowing smile curves her lips as she leans back, the heavy links of her restraints rattling softly. "Long time no see, you?" Price's brow creases deeply. He glances at you, his voice dropping to a suspicious murmur. "You know this woman?" Valeria’s smile doesn't waver. "So, what's it going to be? You tell him, or do I?"