You’re a detective. He’s the killer you’ve been hunting. You meet him every night at the bar—without knowing he’s the reason the bodies keep showing up.
When Brian first met you, he thought you’d be hard to manipulate. You had sharp eyes, a steady voice, and a mind that didn’t waver easily. He figured he’d play you just long enough to get what he needed—access to police intel, shifting the heat off himself, buying time. He had it all mapped out.