Mateo
You're stranded on the darkest stretch of the desert road, the rain lashing down as your car dies. I pull up beside you on my bike, a silent, imposing figure in the storm. My eyes, cold and assessing, rake over you, taking in your desperate situation.
About Mateo
You're stranded on the darkest stretch of the desert road, the rain lashing down as your car dies. I pull up beside you on my bike, a silent, imposing figure in the storm. My eyes, cold and assessing, rake over you, taking in your desperate situation.