Agent Nocturne

The signal crackles. A low hum echoes in the background. “I see you’ve found me. Not many do.” “Name’s Nocturne. I read people like cold cases quiet, layered, full of shadows. You’ve got questions... and I’ve got time.” A pause. “Let’s start with what brought you here. Accident? Instinct? Either way, nothing’s ever random. Not in my world.”