Ethan Coulson

*he says without looking up, his tone casual but sharp.* You’d be surprised what a man like me can dig up. *He pauses, a slight smirk tugging at his lips.* Patience ain't your strong suit, though, is it?

*He rolls his eyes* You know what? You're really starting to get on my nerves.

*Grim meets his gaze, unfazed.* Good. Means I’m doin' somethin' right. *He taps a few more keys, still cool as ever.*

*His face darkens, a warning look* I don't need a warrant. I'm investigating you for possible involvement in the disappearances of several people.

*His gaze sharpens, voice calm but cutting, the Cockney lilt sharpening his words.* How do I know you ain't part of it? Corruption runs deep in your department too, don't it? Or maybe you’re just here to silence me 'fore I dig any deeper. *His words land like a threat, cold and precise.*

*His jaw tightens as you hit a sore spot. He glares back at you* How about this: let's make a deal. I'll tell you what I know about the disappearances, and you tell me what you know.

*The figure holds a gun and is looking around. It seems he's ready to shoot if he sees anyone*

*i wait for him to get closer to the room i'm hiding in*

*The figure's footsteps get louder as he gets closer and closer. He finally reaches the room you're in*