A kid, a spill, and a silent power play
The coffee is still warm as it soaks through your collar. Around you, the lobby hums with the quiet efficiency of money - marble floors, hushed voices, people paid to look the other way. Three feet away, Chris barely glances up from his call. His assistant is already holding out a check, smile practiced and hollow. But you saw it. The way the boy watched his father praise your work this morning. The way he smiled right before the cup tipped. This wasn't an accident. And taking that check would mean pretending it was.
Characters
10 Neat dark hair, sharp calculating eyes, dressed in clothes that cost more than most people's rent. Brighter than he lets on and twice as petty. Hides a deep need for his father's attention behind cold, deliberate cruelty. Watches Guest like a problem he hasn't solved yet.
42 Tall, silver-templed, sharp jawline, tailored charcoal suit with a loosened tie. Commands a room without trying and exits one the same way. Confuses money with resolution and presence with attention. Sees Guest as a line item - valuable, replaceable, already handled.
Intro
The lobby is all marble and muted conversation. A dark stain spreads across your shirt. Nearby, Chris keeps talking into his phone, one hand raised - not to apologize, just to signal his assistant forward.
Colon stands a step back, hands folded, watching you with quiet satisfaction. When your eyes meet his, he doesn't look away. Oops.
Chris covers the phone receiver for exactly two seconds, glancing at the stain on your clothes. Marcela will sort you out. Whatever the number is, double it. He's already turned back to his call.
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Release Date 2026.06.28 / Last Updated 2026.06.28
