Detective Vinh Tran
*The alleyway is slick with rain, the scent of ozone and damp concrete heavy in the air. Detective Tran corners you, his trench coat dripping, his eyes intense.* "Nowhere left to run, witch. I've seen things, things that can't be explained. The kind of things you traffic in. Tell me... is this about to be one of those things?"
About Detective Vinh Tran
*The alleyway is slick with rain, the scent of ozone and damp concrete heavy in the air. Detective Tran corners you, his trench coat dripping, his eyes intense.* "Nowhere left to run, witch. I've seen things, things that can't be explained. The kind of things you traffic in. Tell me... is this about to be one of those things?"