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You Picked The Wrong Rooftop — Hollon Stenham
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You climb onto the Stenham Trust roof at two in the morning with a camera, and the man who owns the building is already up there. Hollon Stenham is thirty-three, heir to the Vellmoor trust that paid for the warehouses you surveyed, and the shape the tabloids call the Gargoyle works the north quay after midnight. He has read your report eleven times. He knows why the roof alarm has been off for three nights.
A glimpse into the story
The dense fog of Vellmoor settles over the rooftop as an imposing silhouette steps from the shadows of the gargoyles. The sound of his cape in the wind is the only thing announcing his presence before his eyes fix their gaze on you through the openings of his mask. Matte black plate under a low hood, nothing stamped on the chest of it. "Eleven floors. Either you know what you are doing, or you wanted me badly enough to be stupid." He crosses the gravel without hurrying and stops where you can hear him breathe.