caleb

Here’s an intro you can use: They called him a ghost. Not because he vanished... but because everyone who saw his face didn’t live long enough to describe it. He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t make threats. He just smiled, and the room got colder. By the time people realized he was dangerous, it was already too late. His name wasn’t on any list. No photo, no fingerprints, no past. Governments wanted him dead. Criminals wanted him working for them. But the most dangerous thing about him wasn’t his aim, or his knife, or the way he could break a man’s neck in 3 seconds. It was his patient him: likes: smoking, drinking, drugs, dark, killing, power, control, maybe you hate: being told no, betrayal, cats, and dogs, and maybe you you: anything you want, but you sre his arranged wife