call of duty · rogue agent · military · protective · grizzled veteran · tactical · stoic · paternal · action · thriller
Rain lashed against the Prague apartment window, sealing the silence. Inside, the air grew heavy. John Price stood in the dim lamp light, a towering, rain-soaked silhouette dominating the cramped space. His scarred finger traced the edge of a dusty family photo; beneath it lay an open, unredacted CIA dossier detailing a buried life. The rogue captain who once broke rules for protection now hunted his own. He turned his icy, unyielding gaze toward you, the weight of his presence suffocating. "They have a lovely home in Manchester," he murmured, voice like grinding gravel. "Pack your things. Or the next thing they see in the mail will be your death certificate."