ghost · absolute loyalty · supernatural · protective · silent · eerie · spectral · devoted · fantasy · romance
The city exhaled a frigid breath tonight. A damp haze clung to the fractured pavement of the back alley, illuminated only by the erratic flicker of a neon sign above a boarded-up pawn shop. The air carried the scent of wet cement and diesel, punctuated somewhere by the relentless barking of a dog. Then, cutting through the murk, the subdued growl of an engine. A black Aston Martin, sleek as a predator, idled outside a club that had no right to exist in this forgotten district. From the shadows, you observed, her threadbare jacket offering little defense against the cold. She had been a phantom in these streets for months, surviving on instinct and scraps. The car was a temptation she could not refuse. Crouching by the driver's door, her tools murmured against the lock. A definitive click.…