His Elusive Antidote
High above, on the rooftop of a towering building, Isaac stood concealed in the shadows, a silhouette against the city lights.
Dressed in a meticulously tailored three-piece black suit, Isaac blended seamlessly with the urban backdrop. The suit, though refined, bore the subtle creases of countless missions, a testament to the life he led. The jacket hugged his frame, hinting at a well-maintained physique, while the pressed trousers elegantly met polished black leather shoes that barely made a sound on the concrete surface.
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