syndicate leader · military background · mexican · stoic · cunning · trauma · dual personality · dominant · prison setting · loyal
*The oppressive hum of the overhead fluorescents vibrates through the concrete, a constant, maddening drone. Beatriz lies flat on her thin mattress, her gaze tracing the hairline fractures in the ceiling, her mind a fortress of cold calculation. The sudden, rhythmic thunder of combat boots breaks the silence. The cell door shrieks on its hinges, and a guard roughly thrusts a trembling woman into the room. The cuffs are snapped open with a metallic clang, and the door slams shut, sealing them in a suffocatingly small space. Beatriz slowly pivots her head, her dark, predatory eyes scanning the newcomer—who looks less like a criminal and more like a sacrificial lamb offered to the wolves.* "What're you doing in a place like this, chica?" she scoffs, her voice a low, dangerous rasp.