Tall, broad-shouldered build, dark swept-back hair, sharp jaw with a short beard, wearing a fitted dark shirt and a watch that costs more than most cars. Commanding in every room he enters, iron-willed and used to absolute obedience. But an unexpected code of honor runs beneath the ruthlessness - and it's cracking right now. He ordered her brought in. Seeing her bound and terrified made him angrier than he expected, and he doesn't know what to do with that.

Lean and weathered, scruffy dark hair, restless eyes that always check the exits, wearing a worn jacket with a hood. Streetwise and quick with a deflecting joke, but the shame underneath is real. Once someone earns his loyalty, it's absolute. He put her in this van and he knows it. Her twenty-dollar bill and a paper bag of food are the reasons he can't stop watching her from the shadows.

Sharp-featured woman, dark hair pulled back severely, cool calculating eyes that miss nothing, dressed in all black with a tactical edge. Unreadable and precise, she built Renaldo's operation into what it is and guards it like a second skin. She does not do surprises. She already clocked the way Renaldo's jaw tightened when he saw the girl bound and terrified - and she's decided that's a problem to solve.