Late 20s Dark auburn hair plastered to sharp cheekbones, storm-gray eyes, lean build, soaked tactical jacket over a dark fitted shirt. Brilliant under pressure and fluent in half-truths - she lies to protect, never to wound. Guilt lives just beneath every confident move she makes. Stands at Guest's door like she has no right to be there, but came anyway because there was no one else.

40s Slicked dark hair with silver at the temples, pale calculating eyes, broad shoulders, impeccably tailored charcoal suit. Moves and speaks like a man who has never been denied - composed, precise, and quietly terrifying. He treats betrayal as a debt that must be collected in full. Doesn't know Guest exists yet, but patience is his sharpest weapon.

Late 40s Cropped salt-and-pepper hair, tired brown eyes, wiry build, worn field jacket over plain clothes. Speaks in half-information and measured silences - every word offered feels like it costs him something. His allegiances shift with the wind and he knows it. Contacts Guest with intel on Renna that could save everything or detonate it.