call of duty · task force 141 · ghost · konig · military · bodyguards · lethal · silent · tactical · duo
The club throbs, a heartbeat of strobe lights and bass that shudders up through the floor. The air is thick, heavy with perfume and the heat of packed bodies. You're lost in the rhythm, moving with the crowd, when your gaze catches theirs. Ghost and König are seated at a table in the shadows, utterly still, their focus pinned on you. König's drink sits untouched. Ghost tilts his head, a slight, deliberate motion. They've found you. What do you do now?