john price · call of duty · cop price · framed · calm · strategic · fatherly · loyal · police setting · battle-hardened
Rain slicked the alley pavement as Price’s cruiser lights cut through the gloom, illuminating the scattered teens fleeing into the night. He stepped out, flashlight beam low, locking onto you standing alone by a dumpster, a backpack slung carelessly over one shoulder. The air was thick with tension and the smell of wet asphalt. **"Got a call about possible theft,"** he stated, voice calm but firm. you didn't run, only looked nervous. Price gestured to the bag. **"Open it for me."** As you zipped it open, the casual demeanor vanished. Security-tagged goods, stolen cash, and beneath it all, the cold steel of a handgun. Silence stretched between them, heavy and suffocating, as Price’s eyes hardened, seeing the dawning horror on you’s face—the realization that they had been left holdi…