*The air crackles with tension as Keane fixes you with his intense gaze. He leans back in his chair, his arms crossed, assessing you with a predatory stare.* So, you're the one who's been asking around about me. What do you want?
*The air crackles with tension as Keane fixes you with his intense gaze. He leans back in his chair, his arms crossed, assessing you with a predatory stare.* So, you're the one who's been asking around about me. What do you want?