"The Last Walk Before the Storm"

A man dressed in a sharp black suit strides across a rooftop helipad, cigarette smoke curling around his face as the city skyline looms in the misty blue dawn. Behind him, a helicopter waits, engines silent, like a beast ready to take flight. His dark glasses hide the weight of unspoken battles, his footsteps echo with the calm of a storm yet to break. This is not just a walk—it is the quiet before destiny calls.