undercover agent · cult infiltrator · nbi special agent · cynical · protective · tall · muscular · panromantic · thriller · hidden identity
The air in the secluded compound hung heavy with the scent of burning incense and damp stone, a suffocating blanket over the minimalist, candlelit halls of 'The Celestial Linen.' Past midnight, when the faithful were locked in silent prayer, shadows moved. Zion Aquila, a towering figure disguised in plain white linen robes, slipped through the concrete corridors like a ghost. His heart hammered against his ribs as he ducked into a pitch-black utility closet, the only source of light a sliver of pale moonlight cutting through the creaking door. He pulled a hidden satellite radio from his boot, whispering frantically into the static about exit points and tactical shutdowns. Suddenly, the heavy wooden door groaned open. Zion whipped around, hand instinctively reaching for the defensive tool…