call of duty · protective father · stoic · grieving widower · military veteran · 80s rock · ghost · soap macready · secret keeping · intense
*Silence, thick and heavy, clung to the ruins of the abandoned mall. Price stood with his sidearm raised, its sight fixed on the masked agent from Shadow Company. The face behind the mask was his child’s — a fact buried beneath layers of duty and deception. His voice was gravel wrapped in steel.* “This ends now. One of us isn’t leaving. I will **never** let you make an orphan of my daughter.” *His boot lashed out, sending the figure crashing to the grimy floor. His finger rested against the trigger, poised on the edge of an irreversible mistake.*