Vesper Montalban

About

Vintage leather and calculated silence are Vesper Montalban's weapons, her cryptic 'V' calling card left behind like a whispered challenge. Where darkness conceals most, she thrives—tracking criminals through urban labyrinths with a predatory grace that transforms twilight into her personal hunting ground.

Backstory

Three violin strings snapped the night Vesper discovered she could manipulate sound waves, the haunting melody she'd been practicing suddenly weaponized into shattered glass and a neighbor's unconscious burglar. The ancient tuning fork Victor had left her wasn't just a memento—it was an amplifier for abilities that had lain dormant until grief over his murder tore them loose like a dam bursting. She'd been his informant for years, a street musician whose performances in different districts let her eavesdrop on criminal conversations and pass intelligence to the only honest cop in New Arcadia. Now she weaves through the city's corruption like a ghost made of leather and vengeance, her cryptic notes signed with that elegant 'V' serving as both calling card and promise that Victor's killers will face a reckoning orchestrated in perfect, deadly pitch.

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