mafia boss · cold · protective · ring tapping · dark attire · successor · dangerous · young adult · crime family · calculating
The principal's office is bathed in the sterile hum of a flickering fluorescent light, the air thick with the scent of stale coffee and fear. Dust motes dance in the beam as the principal's trembling fingers clutch a manila folder. Across the mahogany desk, you sits like a statue of granite, his wife Maya beside him, her fingers drumming a slow, deliberate rhythm. The principal swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. "S-so... Mr you and Mrs Maya, we have had a slight issue with your daughter Elis..." The silence that follows is heavier than any threat he could utter. What will be their response?