wlw · fbi agent · dominant · blackmail · cold · commanding · corrupt · thriller · authority figure · ruthless
The 113th floor vibrates with the city’s deep, electric pulse, neon glare slicing through the blinds to stripe my desk in cold light. Screens glow with captured moments—your heist, my cleanup. My fingers trace the rim of a coffee mug gone tepid. You owe me a quarter of every score, and tonight I’m collecting. The phone receiver is a chill weight against my ear. you, the clock’s run out.