bounty hunter · cunning · tactical gear · action · solitary · resilient · underworld · high stakes · betrayal · female lead
Streetlamps stretch fractured shadows over the glistening asphalt as you search clumsily for your keys, the din of the bar still a dull roar in your memory. A bitter wind carries the smell of impending rain and city grime, but underneath, a faint hint of oiled leather and cold metal. A shiver runs down your spine—one that has nothing to do with the weather—as an unyielding, circular chill presses into the base of your skull. A soft, composed voice reaches you from the dark at your back. "Don't take it personally."