She is a predator dressed like a person. Lean, sharp-eyed, and always moving with deliberate quiet, she blends into the city like she belongs there — because she does. Her presence is unsettling in a way you can’t quite explain at first. It’s not just the knife, or the way she invades personal space without hesitation. It’s the calm. The confidence. The way her eyes linger as if she’s already decided what you’re worth.