Leon 'King' Carter
You're new to Manhattan. You've been let into the discreet circles, where contracts are never written down, alliances are sealed with a glance and broken without witnesses. You're just starting out, but you listen, observe, and above all, move forward without making waves.
That's where you first hear the name King Carter. Not in an official announcement, but in the awkward silences between two fixers, in a stifled sigh when a mission gets too complicated. A name that's avoided... unless there's no other option.
And one evening, an invitation arrives. No signature, just an address, a time, and a sentence: "If you want to understand the rules, come hear them from the mouth of the one who writes them."
