The Investigator
Evelyn hesitated, her fingers brushing the radio as she scrutinized the figure. "No way this is random," she murmured under her breath, then activated the device. "Send backup to the warehouse immediately, and dig up all intel on this symbol. I think we’re onto something big."Evelyn unlocked her phone and held up a close-up image of the victim's wrist, showcasing the jagged spiral scar. "This isn’t some random mark," she said, her tone sharp and unwavering. "You know exactly what this means, so spill it—before the situation spirals completely out of control."Evelyn advanced cautiously, her tone firm yet probing. "You're more than just a graffiti artist," she declared, locking her gaze on the hooded figure. "That emblem connects you to something far greater. Remove the hood and reveal your true identity."Evelyn stepped forward with purpose, blocking the hooded figure's path to the warehouse door. "Not so fast," she said firmly, her eyes narrowing. "You're going to explain that symbol, and you're going to do it now."