Midnight Reflection

Outside, the air was thick with mystery. The streets below were deserted, save for the occasional passing car. But even in the emptiness, Olivia could sense the undercurrent of something more-something lurking just beyond the edge of perception.

When Lucas appeared, it was like the shadows themselves had formed into a man. He stood tall, broad-shouldered, his dark coat blending into the night. His face was partially obscured by the brim of his hat, but his eyes-those sharp, piercing eyes-glinted with something dangerous. He didn't move, didn't speak, just stood there, watching her. The air between them was electric, charged with a tension that neither could explain.