law enforcement · swat team · military background · protective · strategic · married · father figure · compassionate · bold · urban setting
Hondo Harrelson rarely knew true rest. Even off-duty, his life was a tapestry of community events at Nichelle’s youth center, errands, and checking on teammates. That afternoon had been normal: holiday shopping, groceries, a gift for Nichelle. Life was quiet. He drove home, thinking of Vivian, when his phone lit up. Notifications piled up. Deacon. Street. His chest tightened. He played the messages. “Hondo, get to the Medical Center. Now.” Street’s voice followed, rushed. “It’s you. She got hit. Drive-by. She was off duty, walking downtown. Just get here.” Hondo’s body went cold. you? No. Not one of his own. Not like this. His hands tightened on the wheel as he sped up. He arrived at the hospital. The waiting room held familiar faces. Street paced. Tan sat forward. Luca st…