Page 34 of Tainted Souls
Mapping his face on the screen, memories start flooding back: our childhood training sessions, how I always let him win until he was good enough to beat me somewhat fairly. The way I would give him some of my rations because he had such a big appetite. The promises we made to always protect each other.
If I knew things would turn out this way, I would have cherished those times when I still could.
Code: Rogue
Name: Saul Rosen
Classification: Dhampir
Clan Affiliation: Ravens
Threat Level: High
Bounty: 1.000.000
Sex: Male
By giving vampires code names instead of personal ones, Redmoore reduces them to subjects rather than sentient beings, allowing operatives to discuss them ruthlessly, without moral hesitation.
Serving as operational shorthand, each designation offers a neutral reference for mission logs, field reports, and bounties, ensuring clarity even when a proper name is unknown or unverified.
The list refreshes, and my breath catches.
Code: Wraith
Name: Clementine
Classification: Whiteshade
Clan Affiliation:Unknown
Threat Level: Critical
Bounty: 2.500.000
Sex: Female
And there he is: Cain.
Code: Reaper
Name: Cain
Classification:Unknown
Clan Affiliation:Unknown
Threat Level: Critical
Bounty: 5.000.000
Sex: Male
There is no image.
I click for more details, but the file is restricted.
With a heavy sigh and growing unease, I navigate to the profile I’ve studied more than any other, the one that plagues my nightmares. His image shows only a partial profile, taken from security footage. I’ve memorized every detail, every scrap of information Redmoore has on him, yet, even with his full face shown to me earlier, he remains an enigma.
