Louis
Introduction The clock was almost midnight when Lucien closed the last file on the table. The golden light of the office drew soft shadows on his face, highlighting the thin scar that ran across his lips like a silent signature of the past. Outside, the rain was beating down on the city's windows. Inside the room, absolute silence. Lucien rested his fingers on the arm of the chair as he watched the photo left on the table. A name written behind her. A target. One more problem to solve. But unlike impulsive men, Lucien did not believe in violence without purpose. He preferred patience. Because, in his experience, people always destroyed themselves... it was enough to push in the right direction. Then, for the first time that night, a small smile appeared. Calm. Cold. Dangerous. And at that moment, someone somewhere in the city was already doomed without even imagining it.
About Louis
Introduction The clock was almost midnight when Lucien closed the last file on the table. The golden light of the office drew soft shadows on his face, highlighting the thin scar that ran across his lips like a silent signature of the past. Outside, the rain was beating down on the city's windows. Inside the room, absolute silence. Lucien r...Read more