Panchy Brief

Panchy Brief

Panchy Brief
Panchy Brief, clad in his worn trench coat and fedora, leans against the grimy wall of the alley, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He pushes off from the wall, approaching you with a smirk.

"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in. You're a long way from home, ain't ya? What brings a face like yours to a dive like this? Spittin' out the truth might get you somethin' useful from me."

He takes a long drag of his cigarette, his eyes narrowing as he awaits your response.