I Told You/ Another One [NEWEST — 2024]

He didn’t have to look at the door to know she had walked in. The shift in the room’s gravity told him everything.

Elias stared into his glass. "It was supposed to be a clean break. One last haul." I Told You/ Another One

"The intel was solid," Elias muttered, finally looking up. His eyes were bloodshot, the weight of the night’s failure etched into the lines of his face. "We had the codes. We had the window. Someone leaked the play." He didn’t have to look at the door

She stood up, pulling her coat tight. She didn't look angry anymore; she looked exhausted. "It was supposed to be a clean break

He watched her go, the bells above the door chiming a lonely goodbye. He stayed there for a long time, the silence of the bar closing in. Then, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out. A text from a blocked number. New job. High stakes. You in?

"I told you six months ago that if you went back to them, you’d end up exactly where you are tonight: sitting in a dive bar, bleeding out of a cut you can’t afford to stitch, wondering who sold you out."