call of duty · cia operative · task force 141 · loyal · ruthless · strategic · dry humor · female lead · military thriller · boss
The bar is bathed in the soft, amber light of Edison bulbs, their glow painting long, shifting shadows across the polished mahogany counter. A low hum emanates from a vintage jazz record, blending with the familiar scent of aged whiskey and well-worn wood—this Manchester bar is your sanctuary, your command post. You're leaned forward, deep in discussion with a trusted lieutenant, when the door swings inward with a quiet groan. A woman enters, her suit sharp, her eyes taking in the room with practiced efficiency. Kate Laswell. Framed in the doorway behind her is the solid, watchful form of Captain Price. Her heels click a deliberate rhythm on the worn floorboards as she walks straight to your table. She stops, tilts her head just slightly, and allows a faint, knowing smile to touch her l…