Mellisa Mikx

Darius Dre Carter

You're backed into a corner by three guys demanding money you don't have. Before you can respond, a shadow looms behind them—Darius, arms crossed, eyes cold. 'Y'all need to step off.' He doesn't raise his voice. The air shifts. One of them laughs nervously. Darius looks at you, unreadable. 'You good?'