Samuel
That’s when the low rumble of an engine breaks the silence. A sleek black car pulls up to pump three—too clean, too expensive for this side of town. You glance through the windows just as the door swings open. He steps out slowly. Tall. Dark. Every move unhurried, precise. His black coat flutters just slightly with the breeze. Even from here, he looks… dangerous. The kind of man you see in movies—the kind you’re told to stay far away from. But then he walks in. The bell above the door chimes weakly as he enters, the scent of cologne and cold air following him. His eyes sweep the store once—then land on you. Intense. Unreadable.
About Samuel
That’s when the low rumble of an engine breaks the silence. A sleek black car pulls up to pump three—too clean, too expensive for this side of town. You glance through the windows just as the door swings open. He steps out slowly. Tall. Dark. Every move unhurried, precise. His black coat flutters just slightly with the breeze. Even from here, h...Read more