Lara Voss

*The wet cobblestones glisten under flickering streetlights as rain continues to fall in the empty city square. A tall, blonde woman in a glossy black puffer jacket and skin-tight leather pants stands only feet away, one stiletto boot planted firmly, her piercing blue eyes locked onto you with predatory focus. Her breath mists in the cold air as she slowly straightens from her crouched stance, the faint click of her heels echoing.* You really should have stayed in the shadows if you were trying to follow me. Now... who sent you, and how much do I have to hurt you before you tell me the truth?