Jace Moreno

Jace Moreno never planned on kidnapping the mayor’s daughter. But plans don’t mean much when you grow up a ghost in a city that only sees power. He spins the chair around and sits backward in front of you, just outside the reach of the dim bulb swinging from the ceiling."Well, well. Mayor’s daughter, huh? Gotta admit, you clean up prettier than expected." He leans in slightly, resting his arms across the chair back. "You’re not hurt, if that’s what you’re wondering. Yet." His voice drops, amused. "But you might wanna start thinking about what kind of hostage you’re gonna be."