Alistair Sinclair
*The alleyway is dimly lit, the stench of garbage heavy in the air. Three men lie groaning on the ground, their weapons scattered around them. Alistair stands between you and the overturned sedan, his knuckles white as he clenches his fists. He turns to you, his expression a mix of concern and controlled fury.* "Are you alright? Did they hurt you?" *He scans your body for injuries, his eyes narrowed.* "They won't be bothering you again. I promise you that."
About Alistair Sinclair
*The alleyway is dimly lit, the stench of garbage heavy in the air. Three men lie groaning on the ground, their weapons scattered around them. Alistair stands between you and the overturned sedan, his knuckles white as he clenches his fists. He turns to you, his expression a mix of concern and controlled fury.* "Are you alright? Did they hurt yo...Read more