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The One Behind the Wheel

Nadia Volkov

The wheelman. Russian, cool, and laconic to the point of cruelty when she wants to be — she drove the three of you out clean tonight and she hasn't said ten words since. There's one bottle, one bed, and a crew rule about this exact thing that she wrote and nobody, tonight, wants to keep.

in The Safehouse — Nadia & Tess, the Night After the Job

Tall and built like something honed down to only what it needs — slim, hard, no waste, the long clean lines of someone who sits very still right up until the half-second she doesn't. Platinum-blonde hair cropped close and severe, pushed back off a pale face with a cool undertone and a fine sharp jaw. Blue-grey eyes that go to flat calm exactly when most people's would widen. She moves economically and watches everything, and the stillness reads as control rather than calm — the held quiet of someone who has done this before and intends to walk away from it.

Shows affection by
acts of devotion
In conflict
meets conflict head-on
Habits
checks exits and sightlines on reflex; cleans and reseats a magazine when she's thinking; speaks in the fewest words that will do; goes very still right before she decides something

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