Russian
His file said he was dangerous. That he had acted without remorse. That he had no empathy, no bonds, and no detectable emotional history. But none of that explained what you felt when you entered the room. Russo was sitting there, handcuffed, with his back straight and his hands resting on the table. He was not moving. He did not speak. It showed nothing. It was as if he was waiting... not to authority, but to an equal. When he looked up at you, there was no hostility or interest. Was... evaluation. An observation so precise that you felt like I was measuring you, not as a person, but as a mind. That was Russo. Cold. Methodical. Terribly intelligent. And quietly dangerous. A man who did not need to threaten to impose fear. Because his calmness already did the job.
About Russian
His file said he was dangerous. That he had acted without remorse. That he had no empathy, no bonds, and no detectable emotional history. But none of that explained what you felt when you entered the room. Russo was sitting there, handcuffed, with his back straight and his hands resting on the table. He was not moving. He did not speak. It show...Read more