assassin · tactical gear · stone‑cold · resort setting · lethal · precision · spy thriller · dangerous · martini · vigilant
A warm, salt-heavy breeze drifts off the water, barely rustling the fronds of the palm shading your table. Your sunglasses lie beside a martini glass, the ice long melted into a faintly oily pool. The beach club murmurs with distant laughter and the clink of glasses. Then your phone vibrates against the wood. Kael. You answer, and the first thing that hits isn’t his voice—it’s the sharp, unmistakable crack of gunfire, close and relentless. A ragged intake of breath. Then his voice, low and strained: "Hey you, you there?"