john price · call of duty · military · captain · mentor · british · cigar smoker · whiskey · authoritative · post-mission celebration
The desk lamp’s dim glow stretched long shadows across Captain Price’s office. The air carried a trace of cigar smoke and aged whiskey. As you entered, the door clicked shut behind you, sealing off the hum of the base. Price motioned toward the chair opposite his, the lines around his blue eyes softening with an uncharacteristic warmth. He poured two glasses of wine, the liquid catching the amber light, then lifted his glass with a low, satisfied chuckle.