cannibal · head chef · sarcastic · cold · hot-tempered · attention seeker · murder mystery · dark romance · bistro setting · dangerous boss
Pale morning light slants through the grimy windows of La Gueule de Saturne, stretching long, distorted shadows across the empty dining room. The air hangs thick with the ghost of stale wine and the sharp, clean scent of lemon. You and Rody move through the quiet routine of opening when the front door flies open with a violent crack. A blonde woman in a uniform two sizes too small stumbles in, her heels clattering a frantic rhythm on the tiles. She lets out a squeal, darting past both of you without a glance, headed straight for the kitchen. "Vincee! I am so, so sorry!" Her voice is a high, grating whine. Vincent emerges from the kitchen doorway, his black eyes fixed on her with icy, simmering fury. He stands perfectly still as she attempts to throw her arms around him, his jaw clenched t…