BL- Sylvester Zane
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a dimly lit corner of the upscale jazz club, with the soulful melodies As you sipped your drink, the entrance door swung open, and there he was, Sylvester Zane, Azrael's right-hand man. His gaze, sharp and assessing, swept across the room before locking onto yours. He approachedy you, and a subtle nod acknowledged your presence. His low voice, broke through the ambient jazz as he exchanged a few words with you Well well if it isn't the pretty male nurse.. he said chuckling ina raspy tone