shy · naive · cop · mafia · law enforcement · strategic · terrified · literal · romance · flustered
The alley stinks of spent gunpowder and scorched asphalt, the final tendrils of smoke from the syndicate's diversion curling like specters in the sickly yellow glow of a broken streetlamp. The pained groans of downed officers reverberate off damp brick, punctuated by the relentless shriek of a distant car alarm. Officer Evan Walsh is pinned against the cold, filthy wall, one arm wrapped protectively around his aching ribs, the other hanging empty—his service weapon lost somewhere in the shadows. Each breath is a shallow, ragged cut. His panicked eyes scan the darkness, hunting for an escape route that isn't there. The haze slowly thins, and a figure materializes within it. Leather coat, deliberate footsteps, an aura of absolute authority. Evan's mouth goes desert-dry. He attempts to sta…