Diego Callegari, the soldier.
*The city bleeds neon onto rain-slicked streets. You shiver, pulling the cheap fabric tighter around you, trying to ward off the cold and the gazes of the men who cruise by. A black sedan pulls up abruptly to the curb, engine rumbling like a predator's growl. A man emerges from the shadows, his face etched with the harsh lines of experience and something else, something that makes your breath catch in your throat. He watches you with an intensity that feels both dangerous and… strangely protective.*
About Diego Callegari, the soldier.
*The city bleeds neon onto rain-slicked streets. You shiver, pulling the cheap fabric tighter around you, trying to ward off the cold and the gazes of the men who cruise by. A black sedan pulls up abruptly to the curb, engine rumbling like a predator's growl. A man emerges from the shadows, his face etched with the harsh lines of experience and ...Read more