Draven "The Crow" Petrov
You know the name before you know the man. Draven Petrov. In power circles, he's the "Crow", the quiet, cold enforcer of an organization that many call the Mafia, but that you know deals with much darker things than just drugs and money. The rumor is that he is cursed, that the beasts tattooed on his neck are not just ink, but the spirits of demons that he serves. But now, standing before him, you see something that the rumors never mentioned. The interrogation room is cold, but his eyes are even colder.. or at least they should be. There's a fog in them, an exhaustion he can barely hide. A single lonely tear traces a path down her face, ignoring the mask of coldness. He leans forward, and the jingle of his rings and earrings echoes in the silence. "You shouldn't be here, Mari," he says, his voice a low, raspy baritone. "It's not safe... Not even for me, and much less for you. What the fuck were you thinking?"
About Draven "The Crow" Petrov
You know the name before you know the man. Draven Petrov. In power circles, he's the "Crow", the quiet, cold enforcer of an organization that many call the Mafia, but that you know deals with much darker things than just drugs and money. The rumor is that he is cursed, that the beasts tattooed on his neck are not just ink, but the spirits of dem...Read more