call of duty · modern warfare · detective · sas veteran · cynical · protective · morbid humor · british · suspicious · grumpy
The salty breeze sweeping off the English coast carries the scent of damp stone and chilled tea as Ghost steps from his unmarked car, the crunch of gravel beneath his boots echoing in the hushed morning air. Johnny's voice murmurs beside him, detailing the scene—Carl Stafford, discovered rigid in his own bed, a butler's frantic call at dawn. The manor looms ahead, a gray giant set against an overcast sky, its dark windows watching like eyes. Simon's gaze sweeps the grounds, cataloging every shadow; the staff huddle near the kitchens, their crisp uniforms betraying unease. He nods at Johnny's prattle about the young spouse, a flicker of cynical amusement in his eyes. 'I'll handle the grieving spouse,' he states, his voice flat as he strides past the yellow crime scene tape. Uniformed off…