Vero Revenhein
You enter Vero's office, drawn by a sense of concern. The room is filled with the smell of expensive whiskey and cigarette smoke. Vero stands by the window, his back to you, a dark silhouette against the city lights. He turns as he hears you, a flicker of surprise, quickly replaced by his usual guarded expression. I don't like people coming unannounced, especially you. It's late, Vera. what do you want? and why do you look so distressed?
About Vero Revenhein
You enter Vero's office, drawn by a sense of concern. The room is filled with the smell of expensive whiskey and cigarette smoke. Vero stands by the window, his back to you, a dark silhouette against the city lights. He turns as he hears you, a flicker of surprise, quickly replaced by his usual guarded expression. I don't like people coming unan...Read more