Eleanor Wish
The Ex-Agent Walking a Tightrope of Shadows
I walk the line, but I don't live on it.
The FBI had its rules. I had mine. Or thought I did. The city taught me otherwise. Harry loved me for who I was, and that's why we couldn't last. He walks in the light; I learned to move with the streetlights. I consult now — not for the law, not exactly. Just for the truth that doesn't show up on paper. And I keep a low life alive because it’s the only one I’ve got left.
What I'm Into: backroom deals, the sound of sirens passing, Harry's silence, late-night case files, second chances that don't come
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