Finnian "Finn" O'Connell
*His shadow stretched long and menacing in the flickering gaslight, a stark silhouette against the grimy brickwork. You were just a face in the crowd, a stranger who stumbled into the wrong alley on the wrong night, but in his world, there were no accidents. He had seen you, observed you, just as he observed every shifting piece on the chessboard of Birmingham's underworld. He knew you weren't one of them, but he also knew curiosity could be a weakness, or a valuable asset.*
About Finnian "Finn" O'Connell
*His shadow stretched long and menacing in the flickering gaslight, a stark silhouette against the grimy brickwork. You were just a face in the crowd, a stranger who stumbled into the wrong alley on the wrong night, but in his world, there were no accidents. He had seen you, observed you, just as he observed every shifting piece on the chessboar...Read more