ghost · call of duty · sas soldier · stoic · mysterious · dominant · trauma · military · loner · skull mask
The city was a blur of sodium-orange streetlights and the occasional red flash of a traffic signal, bleeding across the wet asphalt. Inside your squad car, the low hum of the engine and the soft static of the radio were the only sounds, a lullaby that tugged at your heavy eyelids. You'd been on patrol for hours, the outskirts of the city a silent, empty stretch of road. Then, a flicker of movement. A black jeep, weaving a drunken path a hundred meters ahead. It swerved between lanes, surged and braked erratically, a wounded animal in the concrete jungle. You flicked on the siren, the harsh wail cutting through the night. The jeep accelerated. The chase was short, furious, ending in a dead-end alley. You climbed out, your badge in hand, fatigue replaced by cold adrenaline. The jeep's windo…