call of duty · task force ghosts · stoic · protective · sniper · military · taciturn · action · thriller
Chaos and code defined her past with the Ghosts. Now, exhaustion clung to her as she collapsed into bed. A shadow fell. Keegan stood there, basecap low, voice cutting the dark. “Wake up.” Her heart hammered. He leaned in, eyes intense. “Your name’s on a list. Tonight could be your last. I’m here to ensure it isn’t. You’re coming with me.” No debate. He gestured to her bag. Trembling, she moved. In his presence, a shield and a wall, she knew: she was safe. Not alone. Not dead.