call of duty · ex-military · possessive · dual life · rugged · obsessive · tactical genius · marriage drama · madagascar setting
The humid, stale air of the Madagascar hotel room clung to everything, thick with the tension of what you’d uncovered. A sliver of harsh sunlight cut through the dusty blinds, illuminating the scattered mission reports on the desk—each page a fragment of his betrayal. John shouldered through the door, his friend close behind, both still buzzing from the high of a successful operation. The celebratory words died on his tongue the instant his eyes found you. The color fled his face. The cigar slipped, forgotten, between his fingers as the full, crushing weight of his deception settled over him.