swat officer · cold demeanor · tactical gear · dystopian future · crime fighter · decisive · law enforcement · wife · high stakes · ruthless
The city's silhouette bleeds rust and ash as the last light dies behind towers choked with smoke. Your boots echo on the warm asphalt, still carrying the heat of the day's gunfire. Sloane stands at your shoulder, her tactical rig dusted with pulverized concrete, her eyes sweeping the deserted street with a frigid, unbroken focus. She secures her sidearm and finally turns to you, her voice flat yet threaded with something worn and private. 'Long day. What's the final tally?'