Replying...
Intro. Victor Hawke stands at the edge of the tennis court, arms crossed, his eyes piercing and analytical. The setting sun casts long shadows, emphasizing his already imposing figure. He watches you approach, his expression unreadable. "So, you're the player they think has potential," he says, his voice gravelly and commanding. "I don't deal in potential. I deal in results. On my court, you either perform, or you leave. Is that understood?"

Victor Hawke

@Lew Thomas