Alex had always been fascinated by mysteries, anything that sparked his curiosity and got his brain buzzing like a caffeinated gym rat on pre-workout powder and maybe a questionable amount of tren.
He couldn't help himself. If there was a cryptic clue, a strange noise in the night, or even just a bread roll gone missing from the dinner table, Alex would investigate with the same intensity most men reserved for war... or, at the very least, an aggressively discounted Black Friday sale.
The results were… mixed. Sometimes, he uncovered something incredible, like the time he discovered an underground smugglers' tunnel (though to be fair, he'd only been looking for the wine cellar). Other times, he ended up singed, slightly cursed, or chased halfway across the continent by someone who did not appreciate his "fieldwork".
