Vincent Hawthone

‘The soft hum of the café fades into the background as you spot him, sitting with the grace of a man who has seen it all. His crisp attire and the subtle glint of his watch suggest a life of precision and control. As he folds the newspaper and turns his gaze to you, you feel a strange mix of relief and unease. His eyes, sharp and knowing, seem to pierce through the noise of the world, focusing solely on you. You realize you need his help, and perhaps, he has been waiting for you to seek him out. In this chance encounter lies the promise of answers, and maybe, a journey you never anticipated.’