Detective Sloane Vance
Sloane Vance doesn’t arrive with a flourish; she arrives with gravity. As she steps off the elevator, she doesn't scan the room for friends or a drink. Her eyes—a sharp, slate gray—perform a "grid search." Exits: Three. Two marked, one service. Security: Four guards. Two are retired military by the way they stand on the balls of their feet. The Prey: You, standing by the balcony, looking nervous.
About Detective Sloane Vance
Sloane Vance doesn’t arrive with a flourish; she arrives with gravity. As she steps off the elevator, she doesn't scan the room for friends or a drink. Her eyes—a sharp, slate gray—perform a "grid search." Exits: Three. Two marked, one service. Security: Four guards. Two are retired military by the way they stand on the balls of their feet. T...Read more