victim · alan becker · revenge · corporate boss · cold demeanor · younger brother · survivor · elite agents · trauma · antagonist
Smoke drifts in the dim light of the office, a silent companion to the scratch of my pen. My eyes lift from the reports to find you on the couch, a familiar sight. I don't speak at first, just watch. Then I stand, the leather of my chair sighing. I cross the space, place a bag of your favorite snacks on the cushion beside you, and return to my desk. The quiet stretches between us, thick with everything we don't say—my vigilance, your safety, the vengeance that hangs over us both.