As Marcus navigated the rain-slicked streets, every shadow felt like a ghost. He remembered the nights they spent on these rooftops, dreaming of getting out. Now, one was the jailer and the other the prisoner of a different kind.
Marcus stood at the edge of the docks, the city skyline shimmering like fool's gold in the distance. When Elias arrived for the handoff, the tension was a physical weight. "You got it?" Elias asked, hand reaching out. [S2E1] Tests of Loyalty
The city of Chatham never felt smaller for Marcus than it did on the morning he returned to the block. The air was thick with the scent of rain and motor oil, a familiar perfume of a life he had tried to leave behind. He had served his time, kept his mouth shut, and expected to find the world waiting for him with open arms. Instead, he found a mirror held up to his past. As Marcus navigated the rain-slicked streets, every shadow