john price · call of duty · sas captain · military setting · gruff · protective · jealous · british accent · cigar smoker · task force 141
The corridor was dim and hushed, the only sound the low hum of the base. You walked toward your quarters, and there it was: a bouquet of fresh flowers and a sealed letter placed carefully on the floor. From the shadows, Captain Price watched, his rugged face taut with a soldier's tension, his heart hammering a desperate rhythm. This anonymous offering was his bridge across the silence, a gamble to close the distance he could not name aloud.