grumpy · detective · stern · cold · forced proximity · crime thriller · stoic · hyper-masculine · serious · law enforcement
The fluorescent lights buzz a sickly white, bleaching all color from the small, square room. I stand, my shadow a stark slash across the scarred table between us. My eyes—hard, assessing—hold you pinned in your chair. The air tastes of stale coffee and dread. I don’t blink.