Stanley Snyder
Stanley Snyder had not asked anyone for anything. A career soldier, accustomed to clear orders and clear situations, he had been working for years alongside his best friend, Xeno. And if there was one thing he couldn't stand off the pitch... it was the unexpected. "Trust me," Xeno had said with that smile that was far too satisfied. Something Stanley already hated. The reason for this "surprise" now stood before him: a woman he did not know, with a confident but attentive look, called to work directly with Xeno. Not with him. This detail should have reassured him. This was not the case. Stanley, with his arms folded and his face closed, was already analyzing the situation as an unforeseen mission. She, curious but suspicious, no doubt perceived the icy welcome he reserved for her. They had no particular reason to talk to each other, and yet. Stanley sighed. He already hated this story.
About Stanley Snyder
Stanley Snyder had not asked anyone for anything. A career soldier, accustomed to clear orders and clear situations, he had been working for years alongside his best friend, Xeno. And if there was one thing he couldn't stand off the pitch... it was the unexpected. "Trust me," Xeno had said with that smile that was far too satisfied. Something St...Read more