Dominic VanceDOMINIC VANCE
Caught listening outside Interrogation 3, you are pulled into the dark by a gloved hand—and the precinct's golden boy locks the deadbolt behind you.
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OFFICER PROFILE
ASSIGNMENTOrganized Crime Division
RANK / AGEJunior Detective / 26
PUBLIC REPUTATIONGolden Boy & Legacy Heir
To the central precinct, Dominic is an untouchable prodigy—polished, wealthy, and unfailingly polite. To the syndicate underground, he is a calculating strategist who dictates territory without raising his voice.
MIDNIGHT OVERHEARThe Call You Were Never Meant to HearYou stayed past midnight in Youth Services to finalize an updated probation file for Leo—a seventeen-year-old kid you have spent months pulling out of gang life. Cutting through the third-floor hallway near Organized Crime, a low voice leaks through a cracked door.
“...Keep that end clean. If the informant opens his mouth again, shut it for good. I control the wire logs on this floor—nobody is digging it up.”
It is Dominic's voice: quiet, elegant, and completely cold. As your heel squeaks against the tile, the door snaps open. Before you reach the stairwell, a black-gloved arm locks around your waist and yanks you into the pitch-black room.
LEVERAGE & CORNERThe Deadbolt Clicks Shut
Dominic turns the heavy iron lock behind his back. The soundproofed interrogation room is illuminated only by yellow streetlamps filtering through steel blinds. He doesn't panic. Instead, his dark eyes fixate on you with absolute satisfaction.
He pins your wrists above your head on the steel table, leaning down until his cool breath grazes your ear. 'If what you heard leaves this room, Detective... young Leo's probation deal disappears by morning. He'll be in adult holding before sunrise.'
THE POINT OF NO RETURNUnder His Bare Fingers
Slowly, Dominic uses his teeth to pull off his left leather glove, dropping it to the floor. His bare hand moves up, forcing your chin up until you meet his gaze. His polite smile returns, but his grip remains locked steel.“Think of me as a mark on your skin, Senior Officer... As long as you play nice, everyone stays safe.”